Half Full Glass

There are some-

 who weep for their only half full glasses

There are some-

 who rejoice for their still half full glasses

Weeping or rejoicing -

has nothing to do with the fullness in the glass

but it has everything to do-

 with the minds behind the glasses...  

Winter goes and comes.

It is a Christmas again.

You came to me in tears-

Last Christmas he was still with you

 and this year he is no more…

All the sweet promises seem to have disappeared-

 in the cold wind without any traces;

You are left with nothing 

but those unfulfilled dreams and a broken heart;

And you say,

you would never be happy again without him …

Time can heal everything, my friend.

Sun is still rising, with or without him;

Moon is still shining, with or without him;

Earth is still rotating, with or without him;

Your happiness has nothing to do with him,

or anybody or anything;

but has everything to do with how you CHOOSE to feel!

 So please my friend,

why settle for the crumbs of love from the others

if you yourself can be the source of all the love you desire;

why cry over a withering bush

if you still have a whole garden to attend ;

When your garden is-

 filled with blossoming flowers and sweet fragrance,

what's the need even to worry about-

 if there are enough bees around?! ...

So please my dear friend,

Let's choose love over hatred

even our glasses are only half full ;

Let's choose joy over sadness,

even our glasses are completely empty; 

Because who knows,

now the room which has been freed up -

can fill up with something even better and greater

......