It's wonderful, isn't it?
A Wonderful beautiful world.
All is well, that ends well.
The sky turning blue to gray
As the flowers scent can be sensed.
The wind picks up in your hair
As you close your eyes to just Be.
The light of sun through the clouds is felt on your skin
As a chill goes through you.
The peace now had sounds
Of the wind fluttering and getting louder.
Of the sky darkening and the Moon covering everything in a blissful light.
You can see everything in the blue-ish tinge of the night.
The clouds are gone
As the Moon lights everything more.
The stars are easily seen
As you make out colors in the galaxies.
It's fine.
Truly Fine.
No worries cross your mind
As you stay in the peace of the night.
A yearn to join the Moon among the stars.
No one needs help.
No one is going to come or go.
You are Fully Okay.
Nothing is Wrong.
This sweet smell of chocolate and marshmallows fills the air
As you hear a sweet laughter.
One that doesn't freak you out or confuse you.
Like it is meant to be there.
You have the warm feeling of light
As you see the Campfire in front of you.
It is sweet. Warming. Calming
As the crackle of fire Calms your mind more.
You look to see the laughter
As you turn you see yourself.
But not You, you.
Little you looks back at you, smiling sweetly. Happily.
They come and sit with you on the soft, silky grass.
It is Calming. Sweet. Warm.
As they hug you you hear them say
"It will get better. I promise you"
Their hug is warm and comforting.
All is Well, that Ends well.
"Wake up now" a sweet familiar voice says.
"wake up, Sweetheart"
"wake up Now"
You open your eyes to see the clouds again, feel the wind as small droplets fall on your skin.
You feel calm still. Till you see the sky get green and blue gray.
Time to leave.
Time to
Wake Up.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a broken artist
PoetryDifferent poems to work on helping myself and others. Mostly just to try something new. usually going to be sad but I like happy endings.
