Feeling the requirement
to write about the darkest days of summer,
but this morning was bouncy.
Hands and my head floated with my music.
And I said, “I can do this,”
meaning I will survive the day.
Chemicals were right, body’s bubbles were joyous,
energy and acceptance flowed through my vessel.
wishing I could create this every day,
but puzzled, merely living a vague miracle,
waiting for the other shoe but not worried about the other shoe.
Then my boss said
that I am good
at doing all that I do
that I thought no one cared about.
I’m believing it’s the visit with the sick last night
that has sparked my day with a chance at life, and if so,
I will visit the sick every night.
#1 by scribbla on September 1, 2011 - 3:14 am
The positivity in this is contagious. Super piece.
#2 by Carl on September 4, 2011 - 10:03 am
Thank you for your generous comment. These things come about accidentally, but it’s nice to have it happen.
#3 by Find an Outlet on September 2, 2011 - 11:09 am
Scribbla said it all. It’s good to know it can happen, for all of us.
#4 by Carl on September 4, 2011 - 10:04 am
You are very kind. The best kind of company to have in life is the kind that shares some hope. I don’t do it enough.
#5 by Find an Outlet on September 4, 2011 - 11:14 am
Nor do I, and attribute a good day to an unexpected accident. They don’t happen often.