at the end of sorrow
at the end of rage
there is a quiet
a pause
a simmering peace
that resolves into joy
i do not want ecstasy
i even struggle with spelling it
i do not want delirium
or heavenly bliss
i just seek the joy
that resides in the softness
of that moment
on the other side of darkness
it is the peace
in a summer sunrise
a slight chill in the air
before the world wakes up
and everything returns
to chaos
04.19.23
