In times when darkness floods my soul

and my mind’s a void of doom,

it’s not-hard

for me

to once-again-see

the world’s a spinning grave yard.

And all the globe’s in gloom.

But then,

some moment catches me,

my wife’s kiss,

a toddlers giggle,

a hummingbirds arrested zoom,

sparks from horizons glow…

Sunlight brightens earth again.

Creates a luminous

beach-ball-bouncing ‘cross wisp-breezed sand.

Desert lands turn to fertile fields full

of blooming yellows, reds, and goldenrod.

Joy resurrects in my ever longing heart,

ready, always, for the start

of harvests of rainbows, touch and laughter.

Again I grasp a nail scared hand,

and praise my ever-chuckling-Lord-above

for Lexapro and unconditional love.