//She rose to the surface
of the ocean of her tears,
welcomed by the warmth
of the first rays of the sun
from under the depth of the cold water,
feeling more alive than ever before.
She rose to the surface
after winning her battles against misery
which had pulled her down,
deep within, underneath the surface.
She rose to the surface
when she looked for hope
when she was in pain,
and when she finally ignored
the voices in her head
telling her to give up the fight.
And as she rose to the surface,
she bid a warm goodbye
to the life she once had,
to the life she was going to take away.//
~Swati

the rising of the sun is extremely beautiful
the beginning, of what is, the rest of your life
will you make a difference

Brian Hill - 2020 # 246

She is the sunflower in the field of grass,
She stands tall, full of all that sass.

She is the sunflower bright and tall,
She is a firm sunflower that won't fall.

She is the sunflower that will change the world,
She will scream and shout and she will be heard.

She is just a sunflower in a field of grass,
But she will take a stand and won't break like glass.

Darling, I'm still waiting for you,
When will you come here
and smile at me again!
I'm just waiting and it's true,
Your silent thoughts and coy love
melt me into the salt sea again.

I care about you my darling
and I always will,
Just lemme give you all
and wait till the morning!
You can make a new dream now,
and see, where is the sun rising!

Have you felt my deep love?
That I gave you in the evening,
You just don't be confused
I will do it when I am promised
Keep waiting, what is happening
The night is gone and morning is coming!

They may not call it
rising into love
but with you
it sure felt like floating

The chaos comes in droves, when will she be free
Bad news dropping like bombs on her war-torn psyche

At every turn the pain and suffering looms
The seconds like hours, her life it consumes

It seems this storm has never ending rain
What lessons remain to release her pain

There's a hole in her heart the sorrow has left
No smiles or reprieve, her soul left bereft

She's waiting to break, fold or just slip away
I'm not giving up on her, not ever, not today

Light will re-enter and hope will remain
In her tired heart love will sustain

The rain will stop and the clouds will clear
She will regain control as peace draws near

Joy will return and the mayhem will fade
Healing will come soon, just not today