338 Sorrow

338_Sorrow

Sometimes we feel sorrowful like a deflated balloon.

We do not want to get up in the morning and face another day of the same old vagaries.

We want joy and dare I say it, proper happiness.

I seem to be able to go anywhere and spread a little joy to all of them.

But that is companionship, so not directly effacing myself.

I can, therefore, avoid sorrow by sharing love.

How do I love myself, by proof.

I can use gratitude and self-appreciation, for a smile, an apology, a compliment.

So, I must apply self-awareness, happiness, thanks and self-flattery to myself.

Sorrow will never get me anywhere.

I have all the luck in the World, and on my way I go.

If only I could brim over my apprehension to cheer up others in my vicinity.

I seem to be mind reading, that everybody is pre-occupied with sorrow.

I need to tell them something.

Life was not defined, nor designed that way.

I am.

You are.

We are love.

So, play with your sorrow.

Do not let anybody get in your way.

But learn from each other.

Sometimes you must accept we all have a different direction.

Love AB X

AMEN