Featured Illustration: Mayra Arvizo
I
was sad,
And I will be sad,
But I am not today
I am more than just my despair,
More than the words I write,
And more than the tears
I fight
I will allow my tears
To descend where they may
And I will let the sun
Come my way
Drenching in
And letting out
The beautiful rainbow
Yet to arc
Subsequently,
My tears
Won’t accompany me
Anymore
As I am more
Than the sorrow;
The agony
And tears
Of those somber days…
I have myself
From birth to death
And will never be isolated
In that sense
So, I was sad
And will be too
But a gift I see
For mind and body
Is cherishing of the day
As the ‘present’
Life embodies