Sometimes it just takes one little thing to start off a chain of events that changes the tone of life from bad to good. Waking up in the morning even seems better for whatever piece of something changed your view. One person, one thought, one word, turned the days on their head and your feelings upside-down.
Consciously trying never worked. You had the firewood but the spark wasn’t something you could do for yourself. It came though, when you least expected you’d find it, brighter than you thought and warmer too. The exact moment escapes you, but somehow everything lit up and fires ignited in places you’d forgotten could burn.
The rain and gloom are everywhere today, in people’s shoes and written on their faces. But somehow my fire’s keeping my feet and face warm. The water pouring down the window seems romantic and I feel like I could set fire to the rain. Nothing seems any trouble and the future keeps creeping up my throat from my heart, making me smile.
Perhaps one day soon the burnt ashes will only glow faintly, or go out altogether, ready for me to get fresh firewood and wait again for a spark. I might once again sink into the embers of lukewarm monotony. Perhaps the rain won’t look so pretty tomorrow, or the day after, or the day after that.
It’s ok. You’ll still be here. And maybe you can share someone else’s flame to get warm while you rekindle yours. Or maybe the glow of what’s to come is only going to get brighter…maybe there’ll be more. Warmer. Better. Bigger.
Don’t forget your raincoat xx
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