Days like today are hard…

reeling from loss and hurt

on my way to joy, but the journey

withers my heart sometimes… I

need the night sky, the wind

in my hair… the

naked fingers of moonlight

gently stroking my skin…

I need to feel alive…

No other way to

swim in these currents of grief

only by surviving, striving,

rambling my way to joy

ramshackle though it may be.

One day this shadow will lessen…

will give way to the light.