GTB

 GTB

by Lyn Marinello

 

I could worry each morn about hurricane season

or embrace each beautiful sun-filled day.

Be sad with a dismal afternoon rain

or anticipate a spectacular sunset display.

I can be consumed by anxieties

or walk faithfully without fear.

Let the waves crash over me

or grab the wheel and learn to steer.

Be whisked away by the madness

or be steadfast in my path.

Trampled by the what might be

or let go of the rage and the wrath.

Be swept up in the hatred

or simply choose to change my view.

Choke down all the negativity

or order a positive dish on which to chew.

I can fill myself with vile angst

or always seek the silver lining.

Acknowledge all the lessons learned,

but know that they’re not self-defining.

I could stress about the maybes,

but I’ll stick with what I know,

that every single set back

is an opportunity to grow.

I will stumble, fall and mess things up,

but that’s not who I am.

I’m surrounded by the baying wolves

but lean into the Lion and the Lamb.

I’ll not seek out perfection

for I’ll get there in the end.

Let loose of all your animosity.

Let kindness in, my friend.

There is plenty out there to fret about,

though I’ll not be shaken, scared, distressed;

‘cause there’s far more things to smile about …

I am grateful, thankful, blessed.

Have a beautiful Thanksgiving.

Enjoy your blessings ... for they are bountiful.