Rain floods my eyes.
Pain splinters my heart into dust.
The soft glow of the candle,
Illuminates my fear and self-doubt.
This is not working.
Throw it out!
Time to try something new.
Somehow, I fell
Off of the track.
I tried to walk
Down the middle
Of a precarious
Situation.
The flower that grows
In the terra cotta pot
By the garage door
Had the audacity
To bloom today.
The rock fountain
Outside my sliding
Glass bedroom door
Creates a sense of peace
And tranquillity
In my weary stress
Filled mind.
I realize it now,
that a few
days have passed
and my head
is no longer
affected by spirits
and illusions of
grandeur
and self-importance
that I may have
been too hard on you
the other day…
Light of the half-moon casting shadows;
Stars as far as the eye can see.