Tapped on the shoulder, a brushing feathered kiss on my skipping heart I came through the darkness with the revelation floated on a breeze of freshness and clarity! too much relief to brush off with any resistance I melted into the wind caught up in an exorcism of the gentlest kind, nudged and hugged into peaceful surrender and just as I was washed outside the tickles snuck around and opened up a smile. Not content, it gently forged a giggle and like a burst dam laughter tumbled down! sweet air rushed inside and cleaved all the darkness from inside of me with each and every breath it got clearer, brighter! a spark of joy was lit it hung about me raised me in the air light as a feather, as innocent and light as I had never been since before I could remember now freshness imbued became my very good friend and I invited it in often.
There is no pain but physical the rest is morning a past that does not exist any more and stealing a future of beauty you are refusing to create. Hugss