Sometimes the sky is blanketed in angry storm clouds
While on other days the sun shines so brightly it is transformative
And I will never know exactly which one I will see when I wake.
It is the beauty and the adversity of life to expect uncertainty
In an experience so full of gradients of richness and hardship.
Dear soul, I am learning to bask in the gold of sunshine days
Breathing in the oxygen of peace when it decides to offer grace
Knowing that upheaval is just a part of what being human means
As we do our best, always, to weather the barrage of unknowns.
I am learning that the calm before the next storm can sustain me
Through the heartaches and the worries not yet visible on the horizon
Like a hidden reserve of fuel I never realized I needed in my dire hours
When all I can do is hold on, hold on, hold on, until the storm breaks.
My heart is grateful for the awe-inspiring wonder of light-filled days
When flowers settle into the confidence of blooming after the cold
And when, in the midst of the exhaustion that healing generates,
I find myself soaking in sunshine as adversity transforms into gold.