Smile Between the Screams
When a mishap takes place...
I ignored it, and pressed on.
What else to do?
Grace is not always polished.
But I can smile between the screams.
If I stumble, that's how we grow…
and if luck feels absurd,
I'll chuckle all the way under...
Because every problem has a resolution
in its own time.
No matter how far the clouds may stretch…
I'm sure it won't last forever.
Life glimmers softly in its simple grace.
Do not complicate the gentle things
We never knew what comes next.
So live, and live fully.
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