I think I’m feeling normal today,
or at least sensing a better way.
Tomorrow will tell if it’s here to stay,
or just another shade of moody gray.
My mind’s mostly free of torrential doom.
My night wasn’t filled in a sleepless tomb.
Fears of the future, for now, don’t loom.
And my soul awaits the spring to bloom.
My spirit looks forward to another day,
when starlit nights will warm where I lay.
Sunny thoughts are melting this winter’s gloom.
And my heart’s awaking with a thunderous boom.