I learned
to plant the seeds
of happiness.
There are flowers
blooming
where the scars
used to be.

R.M.

The journey towards happiness
Is beset with twists and turns
Ups and downs
Highs and lows

It is a journey
Of struggles and challenge
Effort and toil

And not a destination

Remaining still and quiet
In even the most tranquil place
After a while can become hellish

Rejoicing wildly at the nearest peak
For too long
Becomes hollow

We need to move
Explore, contribute, take others with us
To change the world around us

And in doing so
We can move and change our inner world
Becoming happy
Together with others

Jesus, stop changing
whenever the lighting shifts
you chameleon

Didn’t realize the length of my hair determined what was underneath.