Through the darkness of this illness I lay
Praying for light and joy to come my way
Realizing in sickness there must be more
What may I learn from this bleak score
Alas I've realized I can adore
The solitude and quiet bliss I have in store
From lifes busyness and exhausting door
I come through to a quiet shore
Using my mind I can explore
A plethora of ideas that never bore
Then happiness and joy are once more restored.
The End
This poem was written during my downtime from a virus. I realized in fighting being ill, I should embrace it and use this time for doing something good. Use my mind. The wonderful ideas that came were a new business venture, writing poetry, and that the mind is a beautiful place to explore. Thus came this poem.
