Not always, will you have
Happy thoughts and sun shiny days
Not always would there be
Chirping, singing birds and glorious mornings
Not always will you receive
Welcoming smiles and big hugs
Not always, would the laughter echo
Not always would the people stay
But also, my dear heart -
Not always, would it pain so much
Not always would the night be so long
And the darkness so dark and deep
Not always would rain hide your tears
But always, it will make the whole earth smell divine
Not always would the sun set in the sea and disappear
Because always, it would rise out of the sea next day
Not always would it be so hopeless
Because always there is a new dawn and life goes on
Not always would the quiet nights instill fear
As always, Nature's music would rise to a crescendo and then back again to a lullaby
Not always would all this pain stay
Because always, the only constant is change
Life would be incomplete if we didn't have our own passions and faiths to turn to when things get crazy.
My existence would mean nothing if I was not blessed with my writing skills and my love of music and books.
I read to divert my mind from all the drama.
I write when it all just piles up too high and starts to suffocate me.
And when I simply want to forget, I switch on the music, switch out all humanity and dance alone till all pain and fear and hurt dulls down to nothing.
