enveloped in joy
that throbs in the stillness around me.
I, in its epicenter,
a lone figure cloaked in sorrow.
What am I looking for? I wonder,
A transference of joy? Or of pain?
As hope flutters its broken wings,
I'm rendered still...again.
A chance encounter with a ray of sunshine
ethereal, in the gathering dark...
Like fragments of shattered strength,
flailing, unable to find purchase,
the dust motes dance in the light,
mocking me, as for strength I forage,
or goading me perhaps, inspiring courage...
and I continue to wonder.
As dusk melts into darkness,
the light, weighed down,
falls to my feet in droplets of rain.
I watch as they shatter, their life
spanning the difference between momentum and crash,
glittering like jewels
as the mundane street light
enters them forlorn and exits transformed,
fracturing into a dazzling sight!
I take a deep breath
and breaking through the stillness,
I step forward into the life-force I've been holding at bay,
marching to the music in my soul;
a symphony of loss, of sorrow,
a symphony of pain...
Each step is a struggle,
propelling forward, pushed back,
Held together by the ravages of opposing forces;
sorrow within, seeping out,
hope without, pressing in,
courage within, battling doubt,
Yet, that message of transformation
keeps me marshaling on,
the symphony of life
carrying me into the breaking dawn.