Je vais prendre ta douleur

After a great fall
Once you've dusted yourself up
You're given a choice to
Either turn left or turn right
Or to just continue on straight

And who knows which turn is most ideal
You trudge along and make the necessary adjustments
And sometimes along the way
A presence
makes you realize that you've been on the
non-ideal path all the while

And that ensuing change, however hard and unfamiliar it may be
Can bring the most unexpected joy and euphoria
And calmness
And the much awaited answer


Sign of the day (that you're in denial)
"My clothes are getting smaller. I need to change my detergent."