Perpetual Grey
Unfairness and injuries to the heart and spirit, can come from any direction, any source, anytime. But the direction we go afterwords is what is in your control. Precious time and energy devoted to past hurts inflicted, don’t help the ability to carry on today and tomorrow, navigating the tests of life sure to come. Erecting barriers to survive is a necessary thing, not being capable of forgiveness and moving forward is another, sure to color your outlook and horizons, in a perpetual gray. So the choice is ours, how do we view and start each day. If necessary heal, but at some point throw the cards in, and start a new deal.
Copyright © Randolph Byrd | Year Posted 2019
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