Monday Melancholy

“Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before–more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.”
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

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I’m lost,
astray in fields of melancholy,
unable to find the gateway
back to happiness!

I’ve misplaced
equanimity
but not
the visions of love
deeply planted in my
consciousness.

I know serenity is found
in silence.
Yet my thoughts pulsate,
they meander down
into a darkened
perspective.

I’m transfixed by
inexplicable
gloominess!

I grimace in the darkness!
Hope is a distant speck.
I can see it,
a fleck of light in pitch dark.
It’s all the light
I need…

to find my way back
to where the oceans sparkle
and noisy birds interrupt
my melancholy.

I’ll languish awhile
in this murky pool
of self pity.
But not too long,
to let it take hold
and make me bitter!

Perhaps I need
some antidote,
a sweetened balm,
some other perspective
to jolt me out of these
doldrums.

In the meantime
I’ll cherish the silence
consume some sunshine,
and stay aware of gratitude!

Sadness is the opposite
of joy.
Maybe,
I’m
just
Looking
at it from
¡dn ʎɐʍ ƃuoɹʍ ǝɥʇ

©2017

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