Soothing is…
A cool hand to my warm brow.
Hugs when my mood flags.
An understanding nod during
times of confusion.
Encouragement in the face
of disappointment.
Love and compassion during
times of hatred.
Ground when I become a ball of
misfiring electricity wound
round and round by circumstances
beyond my control.
A tender kiss upon my forehead
at the end of a hard day.
Orange and pink on the eastern horizon
at the start of a new day.
hope followed me upstairs
from the dead dark bottom of
the house
days hours weeks
months
without sunlight
moldering in standing water
yet thirsty
so thirsty
for something better
until I pulled open the door
at the base of the stairs
was it ever locked
no
this prison was only in
my imagination
so much wasted time
yearning for the smell
of fresh cut grass
craving a friendly smile
listening for the sound
of wind chimes touched
by a light breeze
it was here all here all along
freedom
