A poem that arose out of difficulty. I practice what I preach. The skies change inevitably, as do we. It is in the act of transitioning that decides our state of wellbeing or our state of suffering. Our reality is based on meaning and the definitions we choose to give any particular thing. Our interpretation of a situation will determine our state of being. I choose to be free. I choose to live creatively. I choose to use my imagination to design a life of beauty. I am free.