Let us not talk of sadness

Let us not talk of sadness

You say

Let’s put it behind us

And turn away

Towards the bright and present sunlight

And yet

Is there not

Something to be said

For the healing power of moonlight

For the softness of that glow

Not as sharp and immediate

Even

If full to the brim

An overflowing cup

Of sorrow?

There is a stream I sense

Moving on within

And a healing bank we sit upon

Watching the waters flow

Today I cannot speak

Of tomorrow

Sadly for years it seemed

An unreconciled past

Lapped daily at the torn edges

Of my consciousness

So now if I cry sometimes

Will you just let me be

For a while

Until the process is spent?

For God knows

In this life

There is so very little we control

And often the deepest strength lies

Not in denying the flow

But letting it carry us on

Toward an unknown

Destination tomorrow