Sometimes in recent past,

My heart often belts out,

Rich, booming and vibrant,

The song of freedom and certainty.

I want to happen to life

But along the way,

Life makes my hay

And we happen to each other.

When he takes my peace to tangle

And does my strength wangle,

I hope my grit mangles

My gentled self from his mess.

And now I ask myself,

What's up with the face?

Why do I feel caged

Seeing that the clouds of trial loom?

#IHappenToLife

#BePositive

#Grit