I choose to smile at rainbows and wink at clouds
to rise with humour and fall with grace
to show one face to the melee
of critics, allies, gods and demons.

I choose to laugh and cry with equal fervour
to pray and celebrate with conviction
to embrace both fear and excitement
with the same equanimity.

I choose to hold tight what is true and jettison the rest,
to change what I can and thereafter accept
to forgive my flaws, tantrums, aberrations
and to greet each chapter with an open heart.

Above all, I choose never to forget
that from time to time,
when the fog descends,
however dense,
the sun will always return.