Just a Phase

What once was grey is rainbow now, transformed before my eyes. It didn’t happen suddenly, yet I’m still surprised.

The stormy landscape was nothing new and either is this new found hue.

See I’ve been before and I’ll return again... a place of simple knowing, my loss was just a win.

And when this colorful energy begins to shift into a foggy haze, I’ll find comfort in the reminder that this too is just a phase.

A place to reinvent myself, to recall my inner voice. However long I stay there, is merely just a choice.

It’s up to me to paint my days with whatever color calls my name, & you can guarantee it - no day will look the same.

A variance of emotion is what I’m living for. To feel, to grow, to become again and choose another door.

That’s why I love a muddled grey, without it I’d never know. The brilliance of a golden ray or the light that makes a rainbow.