An exceptional bump in road

Smoothiness rolls down over paleness. Echoing a
sensation throughout soul. Ah how sound the spirit
feels. How joyfully bouncy I want to be. Still I must
remain seated. Ah to get up will cause an uproar. The
mind to drift to areas that are best left wandering.

Hmm closing my eyes to say a begging prayer to
Jehovah. A moment where in all this chaos I am alone
with only the noises of my uneven breathing. Slowly
inhaling and equally exhaling. The mind calms the
burning emotions deep within heart. Ah such a wonder
Jehovah is. How he hears me before I ask for help.
Still I finish my prayer. All that was raging inside,
ceases before another thought takes hold.

Raising hands to air I give one more thanks to Jehovah
for ending the desires of the heart. Ah one step in
front of the other. The conscience in complete
control. Shoving the beating heart back into the icy
cage. Branded treacherous long ago, reminded with
another scorch line.

Starting forward from the road bump I prepare for lots
of uplifting hugs and smiles. Bearing in mind, not all
things can be rainbows and butterflies. Still I have to
hope.

Now the sounds of the day have transferred to the
night lights. Ah the twinkling of the stars. Some hidden
behind clouds, some shining brightly. Which one are
you? Ah the sights of crisp blue grays motivate me.
I hope they do for you too.

Slowly I encase my soul with the aroma of jasmine,
nutmeg and Egyptian musk. The smile that is left on
the air, ah mysterious. Walking down the hallway
feeling every bit that exceptional woman I am
supposed to be. So smile, smirk, make a quirky note
but know this: I am radiant right now no matter what
I pull from the closet. No one is going to wipe that
part of me away.

So dear friend. Enjoy the sights. Breathe in the air.
Demand attention at points and dare to be daring. So
shall all else be opened.

Hmm. Joyful indeed. Quirky always. What else could I
be but me. So love me for who I am.