Stories Told Cerulean Phoenix, 15 July 2019 Dawn the hour the light Break away from endless night Awaken from your slumbers deep Clarity in shiny stars keep The sun enlightens what hidden lies Concealed truths – broken ties Break open the heart the find Inside the secret lies behind Blue eyes cries tears of gold Every poem i wrote as a kid I wrote because I was feeling more than i could handle. I didn’t always know it at the time but my rhymes always told me something. Sometimes they very clearly told me about something i was denying was right in front of me like the boy i liked that was about to break my heart. Other times i was in a bad place and they where telling my everything is going to be okay. I would very much like to believe that it was an still it in many ways God’s and The Spirit’s way of talking to me. Sometimes my poems are just my feelings but other times I really do feel like they are trying to tell me things. The above rhyme was write for a hopeful day when i was feeling less joyful. I remember deliberately trying not to be negative while I was writing in order to turn my day around. It was a better day for it. One is not always in control of the mood you are in. but what you do with is It mostly up to you. This week was a hard one and this is why I say mostly. People will tell You a lot about ATTITUDE. I was under a lot of stress waiting for something to happen and it was eating me alive. All the tools in the world – and i have them all – did not help. The truth is as much as i tries under the circumstances i was a horrible person. I was nice and polite and everything a professional should be. But I was dying inside and my thoughts took it out on everyone around me. All that saved me was the stress braking when what i was hoping for finally happened and i got my answer. In the we all feel. We all have good days and bad days. We all handle them differently. The comfort lies in knowing that that bad days will pass. Mages Montage