The dark clouds circle
as ever present vultures
on my landscape of happiness
Questions play on my mind,
whirling as a merry go round
with meaningless tunes
to torment a bitter soul
Life’s meaningless amble
has been provoked into conscious thought.
The sun shows its ability
to burn the despair
and clear the path towards understanding.
The light you offer is powerful
for naive eyes that live in shadows.
Shrouded in a small world,
unaware of the tragedy that stalks us
but also touches us in enriching ways.
S’pose I die
before I bask in your warm glow.
It will be sad....but, yes
I will have lived.
For that moment
holds all hope for a wretched soul,
and pushes the clouds away.