I have been sad enough times
To know it does not work for me
And have fought in anger enough
To know battles can’t set me free
I have cursed fortune enough
To know cursing doesn't change luck
The more I wallowed in self pity
The more it kept me stuck
I have delighted in pointing fingers
And even mastered the blame game
Only to realize pain does not ease
By attributing to another name
I have known the darkness of shame
And carried the burden of regret
Indeed the pain that stems from the past
Can be often difficult to forget
And yet I have felt a lightness
That seems to be the DNA of Life
An undercurrent of peace and joy
That is underneath the pain and strife
This undercurrent is always there
And it is just a choice away
Why would I not choose it for me?
Why would I not choose it today?