Tuesday, November 5, 2013

A poem a day for 2013 - day 308 - Power

Good morning. Because it is. It is, you know, good and morning. Good by choice. Isn't it a blessing that we get to choose the morning good or not? And at the same time the morning is neither good nor bad. It just is. This day will be what it will be regardless of our choosing. Only our feelings are reflected in our choice. Only how we respond to the day. That is what will make this moment a yes or no. Only choosing.

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