Last night, my winds shifted, my thunder rumbled and a downpour of tears spawned a storm of torrential heartache. My soul was pounded with its ferocity.
I rained…
I was reminded that when I was born, I was crying while everyone around me was smiling.
My storm continued to rage soundlessly and I reviled. Giving someone your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. As the wind shears through my mind I think; it takes only a moment to feel…to like…to love…but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Sheets of soaking pain deluged my weak spirit and I searched for the one who makes my heart smile. He wasn't there. I channeled my sorrow into the conviction that I will wait for his heart to grow and if it doesn't, I will be content love grew in mine. I will no longer expect love in return.
My thoughts are thrown sideways, the clouds swirl and I accept the reality that we don't always know what we have until we lose it. However, we can no more identify what we have been missing until it appears.
And then I saw it…a rainbow…its gentle arc calmed my aching heart. I understand that looks do deceive and my dark night brightens. I am coated with reflections…purple…trials make me strong…green…sorrow keeps me human…blue… hope composes new happiness.
I closed my drizzling eyes and the sun dried my teardrops. Happiness comes to those who hurt and cry and search and try. The blissful person doesn't have the best of everything; he makes the best of everything that comes his way.
My face is caressed with warm, nurturing fingertips. I will appreciate the importance of people who truly touch my life. And I will continue to live my life so that when I die, I'm the one who is smiling and everyone around me is crying.
My storm has passed…
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