Life looks good :)

After a shattering storm

when a flower blooms

through cracks…

Doesn’t it look pretty

peeking through

the dilapidated mess

of the bygone?

Should it then

Sob for its loss

Or rejoice at the victory?

Cry for the hardships

or celebrate its strength?

Should it be resentful

or thankful for the challenges

that made it what it is .

The mind gets to choose

its side

The soul gets to choose

its scars

The body gets to choose

its healing

Sometimes, emotions

don’t understand logic

Sometimes logic plays

numb to emotions

Sometimes even in springs

when the wounds disappear

the soul feels conflicted

nonetheless

And that is the human condition.

Life goes on, no matter what.

One’s got to play one’s part.

Be there to survive it, fight it,

endure it, deal with it, win it.

Happily or not,

is a choice.