The Choice

Contention and chaos surround me.
Lack and worry tug at me.
They attempt to consume me
and become one with my being.

Desiring me to to be their vessel:
To perpetuate pain
like a drug-induced nightmare.

It would be so easy
to simply give in.
Spew fear and hate
like everyone else seems to be.

My mind is there.
If this is the reality of the world,
why not?

And yet…

I feel a small pull
to something different.

A subtle nudge of resistance
from a place deeper inside
that feels more real.
One my mind cannot comprehend.

A heart call.

This space knows something more.
Something that’s contrary to and true
despite what the world portrays.

I am reminded that I have a choice
in what to believe and how to behave.

I can choose my energy and attitude,
my words and actions.
I can choose my legacy and ripple effect.

I can choose truth,
which is always rooted in love,
which brings about peace,
and inspires joy.

That is the choice I will fight to choose
each and every moment.

To be a source of
peace, joy, love and hope
in a world filled
with something different.