Yesterday's tears build a river,
Washing the soul of its pain...
Cleansing the heart and mind,
Like a gentle sweet spring rain.
When you feel you have cried your river
And the throat aches from tears shed
And the mind is exhausted from feeling
Or the heart feels it is now dead...
Raise your eyes to the skies and recall
How beautiful a full moon can be.
See the stars shining gently on us all,
And remember how good friends can be.
Call that friend you know is there,
Waiting to help you escape your pain,
The one who does not judge, but listens,
So you may one day love again!
Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today.
When I am disturbed, it is because I find some
person, place, thing, or situation...
Some fact of my life... unacceptable to me, and
I can find no serenity until I accept that
person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly
the way it is supposed to be at this moment,
Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in
God's world by mistake.
Unless I accept life completely on life's terms,
I cannot be happy.
I need to concentrate not so much on what needs to
be changed in the world as on what needs to
be changed in me and in my attitudes. artist unknown