To the Joy that Life brings

Written for the wounded man. May he find his way out of the Darkness. To the Joy that Life brings By Michelle Morris 07/12/2024 There he sits Beside the fire Watching his TV And escaping his life Meaningless moments Avoidance of self The wounded man Refusing all help Heartbroken and angry Heart closed down in Fear Hope and Faith rejected He won't shed any tears The Darkness envelops Takes hold in his Soul Will he ever find the Light again? And make his World whole? To a time-space continuum Where Hope is restored No longer trapped in emotions That he's trying to avoid Knowing Time heals Is not helpful to him He wants to fast forward To where pain no longer wins Where he'll walk in his garden Feel the sun on his skin Enjoy the Springtime And blossom again Warm his cold heart After the long Winter freeze And open himself up To the Joy that Life brings © Michelle Morris, 2024