Be Happy

#creative writing, #poetry

Be happy

even when you’re so sad

a smile feels like climbing a mountain

on a stormy day

Be happy

when the winds are so strong

your face becomes ice

and your arms flap wildly about

unable to tether you

Be happy

for the sake of tomorrow

when the sun will surely shine again

Be happy

when the rain retreats

so that you are stronger

when it returns again

 

River of Wind

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I walk down the river of wind

expecting to drown

and yet

I find myself being carried by the day

like an angel made from clouds

holding my hand

guiding me down the stream

I stop and rest

at the bed of the river

smelling flowers and weeds

beautiful and indistinguishable

and so I start to arrange them

into new forms

new combinations for the world to see