The teared down walls are acknowledged
But, my friends, I leave no room for yesterdays.
Exerting effort embracing the now.
Happily moving forward to someday.
I hope I never forget the beauty of full moon and the night sky,
of watching milk make galaxies even in my darkest cup of coffee,
the warm ray of sunshine that keeps my cheeks rosy
or seeing plants grow despite my scarce caring capacity.
Most specially, the kind strangers and the music that vibrates around that make life easy.
I hope I never forget to count these bits of heaven whether the cup’s half full or half empty.
I want to wake up happy.
I want it to happen more often.
If possible, each day.
If not, every time I remember to pray.
The kind of happiness that erases doubts.
The kind of joy that sees goodness more than anything else.
My heart no longer wishes to meet people and see the worst.
Don’t want to greet each waking hour thinking of stress.
This time I want to hope for better …
No more unwanted outbursts.
Not really hoping for immediate laugh out louds
or for frequent highs
Just some constant fun
Maybe, just maybe a little smile, a little less sigh.
I would love to stop being cynical.
Leave the negative world behind; the judging, the unforgiving kind.
I’d like to share more happy stories to everyone.
Not another story of despair.
I wish to share gladness that for some time I’ve become unaware.
To spread happiness around.
To shed some light.
To share a world that is bright.
A total shift in attitude.
2015 is going to be a year of gratitude.
There’s nothing quite like the feeling when you surpass a thing you always thought you can’t but you did.
So cheers to all the fun we always thought we’ll miss.
For the words we can’t speak.
Acts of love we can’t show.
And to life even if at times it’s too difficult to breathe.