Strange Bird

I have come to the hill of my choosing
Forward looked and saw nothing but brightness thru squinted eyes..
Fearful of the unknown but brave with determination.
I ever so slowly looked back ever so slowly turned my head..
What I saw took my breath away as the path was so crooked..
There were areas of grey with trotted down paths…
My safe havens..
Areas of black were my fearful times and sinful ways..
Areas of white were the path of righteousness and joy..
I saw from them musical notes of harp sounds and it made me smile..
My happy place…
As I turned back to look ahead I closed my eyes..
Took a deep breath and took a step…
My heart pounded with fear…
Alone in this journey but all an adventure..
As I slowly opened my eyes the colors were amazing..
Prisms of light flashed everywhere and rainbows danced on water..
I was singing a tune of my own making..joyful and upbeat..
Dewdrops moistened my arms as I held them up..
It is at that point I realized ..this is the present the now..
And what I make it…my own..
Each time I tried to look ahead I needed to squint my eyes as it blazed..
Not yet ready to be seen…as it was the future….
I have climbed many a hill of my choosing..this is just another..
We cannot live life in the past as it is gone..
We cannot see the future as it is too brilliant for human eyes..
So we take our daily step into the present and relish the feelings..
Yep…our choice in the here and now…rejoice and be grateful…..


2012