The sun’s now high, the night was long,
and the urge to rise is growing strong.
Weary eyes open to a day that’s new.
Yesterday’s past when choices few.
Life, it seems, is full of turns.
Seconds wander the watchful learns.
Tomorrow’s imagined now in sight,
the fog clearing, and the future bright.
Optimism wanes when pessimism gains,
the pressure builds within our brains.
Awaken now to a time at ease,
enjoy this moment, if you please.
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.