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


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