We’ve all been broken,
caught in emotional tornadoes,
taken aback by the twists and turns of life.
But once the thunder and rain begin to clear,
a choice emerges:
live in fear of future storms
or bask in the newfound light.
This is what I was thinking about
as I doodled today,
able to find joy in the simplicity
of scribbles and colors,
and grateful for the gift of life
after the storm.