My Soul Remembered
so much darkness and gloom followed the tornado around Omaha
Some were dour and sour about it; I was numb, it had been a disaster
I have to get out of here, I told my husband. He understood.
Make relatives make Eeyore in Winnie The Pooh Books look upbeat.
As I wandered off, I discovered a sliver of blue in the horizon.
It was upright, and had a glimmer of verdent green at the bottom.
When I got closer I discovered a doorway into Happy Meadow Land.
I had not been there since I was five-years-old, but I remembered her!
I squeezed through the gate and began tumbling in summersaults.
Play! a soft voice said. Laugh, sing, love your life, look for the good.
I stayed there for a couple of days, refreshing and uplifting myself.
When I returned I figured everyone would be angry with me.
My husband gave me a wide smile. “Where did you go?” He asked.
I told him about Happy Meadow Land.
My cousins overheard me and said it was not a real place.
My soul knew better.
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