Yes

How is it

that humans cannot just allow the beauty

of Happiness, of Bliss, of Serenity

To resonate

 

How is it that while happiness seems to slip through our fingers like sand through an hourglass,

Hate and Sadness and Anger

Coat our skin

Thick and Black

 

Why is that?

Why do we all feel as if happiness is so unachievable

That we are not worthy, or great enough for it

Yet we can cloak ourselves in the dark clouds

And find that it is justified?

 

Why must ego rule?

Ego who says:

No, you cannot

No, you must not

No, you aren’t good enough for THAT

 

I laugh at Ego.

 

I say

Yes

Yes, I am

I take No and all of its’ black haze and I shut it away in a place no one can see and I tell it Yes

Yes, I can

 

And when my No is safely shut away

Where no one, not even I can see it,

Then I take my Yes up to the very highest tip of mountaintops and I shout it out so that all over it is heard

I carry my Yes through crowds and let it brush against the coat sleeves of the population

I set my Yes beside me on my pillow while I sleep, and it whispers to my dreams

Yes

You can

 

And everywhere I go, no matter where I am,

my Yes is heard

and felt

and seen

and loved

My Beautiful, Blissful, Serene

Yes

 

And even when my Yes is so quiet, it seems like only I can hear it,

there is always one more.

There is one more who feels my Yes as deeply as I do

and that is my No

 

Every time I say my Yes,

It pierces right through the heart of that pool of No

That Hateful, Sad, Angry

No

 

And every time my Yes streaks through the No,

the No fades a little

and it grows a little lighter

and it gets a little weaker

and it seems a little less important

 

And someday very soon

I will be able to unlock the room of No

And I will peer into it and find

that the sinister stalker of No

is not there

 

And I will open wide the windows

And the doors

And the roof

Of this room

And I will fill it with Yes

 

And the population will come to see my yes

And at the door they will shed their coats of blackness

And we will celebrate

In the happiness of

Yes.