On the Crest of a Wave
Yesterday has no hold on me,
The night doesn’t have me in its chamber,
My fears, I have shoved aside,
I'm not perturbed by what rages on the inside.
I go through the tempest,
I find a way through the woods,
I cocoon the ill moods,
I'm on summer's crest.
My heart trembling don’t deter me,
I go beyond the sea,
I stand on Hope's stage,
I script my lines on Dawn's page,
The birds sing to me,
I'm out of the gloomy room,
I'm awakened to bloom,
The meadow colours my day.
September I, 2023.
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