Sunny Days to Come

The sun is bright and warm on my face. There is a gentle breeze. I smile as I walk along. Art is in the leaves on the trees. Birds fly overhead as I take in the day. I breathe in and breathe out the discord in vicinity. I have a new sensitivity that is making tears come. I relate as others hate. I am not going to be your energy for all eternity. The gavel pounds on the judge's desk and judgement comes to many. Walking along, you may feel like you have escaped detection, but it was actually the opposite. It is higher authority, judgement, and consequences that will rule the day. It seems strange, but it is medical community that sits in the eye of the earthly protector. Maybe it seems like a customer service call, but it is really there to judge your sanity, daily.