My light house
are
painted on a black canvas
it
gets brighter
as
I
travail ontoward
.
The end of the tunnel

☾

Yesterday I cried to the moon
as she wiped my tears away
made my worries disappear
so I could sleep again.

☼

Today I smile at the sun
and it shines back on me,
what a wonderful world
to be alive;
to be me.

people
don’t understand
spirals

it’s not something i do
because
i’m not living in the moment or
because
i refuse to attend to practical matters

i spiral
because in
every moment of
every day
my mind is
seeing and
feeling and
embracing
the biggest struggles
and smallest victories
of everyone around me

heartbreak
tears
years of hard work
dreams come true
my brain is a sponge
in the ocean wave of life

look around
the world is a whirlpool
of infinite possibilities and
of infinite reasons
to sit and think for awhile

it’s only natural
to be pulled
under

While lilies are asleep
Her dream has taken its wings
A promise of spring