i grow still
because
if i
do not
i fear
i will shatter into a million pieces
or
i will lose my center again
after the light inside fought so valiantly
to show me the way
out of the deepest darkness
i had ever known.
i grow still
because
when i do
it is always the right thing to do.
because
when i do
i feel everything
and that includes joy.
not the momentary exuberance
that the monkey mind knows.
but joy
warm
and
glowing
the kind you feel
when you find yourself
being grateful for
everything
and
everything
brings you contentment.
and the other positive emotions?
they all keep company, like the best of friends.
so why not choose joy?
