If I scatter my glittery mess on your shoes,
spewing peace and love like a good little muse,
you have two choices as far as I can tell,
you can sweep it aside or allow it to gel.
It’s hard to find darkness when you look to the light.
It’s hard to see peace when you’re ready to fight.
It’s hard to have compassion when you’ve become jaded.
It’s hard to see the colors when they’ve all become faded.
If you listen to the sound of the grateful song,
you’ll remember the words and start singing along.
The joy you will feel as your heart catches fire
with the passion for living, loving and desire.
It will fill your bucket from bottom to top
with the world’s best laughter and the strangest of props.
Disappointment will become a thing of the past,
if you trust that the bad times, like the good times won’t last.
Grin at the absurdity presented each day,
wave at the jerks as they pass by your way.
Wish them the best as you let them slip by,
with a whistle on your lips and wink of your eye.
You’re the blessing they need if you don’t understand,
just be who you are wherever you may land.
THE VOCALIZED VERSION OF THE WORDLESS SONG
Sent from my iPad