Warfare of the Brain -
Rainbow Sky
On burdened shoulders
And my restless, troubled mind,
On the back of a sticky,
Humid July night,
My eyes greet the rainbow sky.
Watercolour paint,
Canvas of the setting sun,
Pigments fade to black.
The streetlamp flickers.
My body becomes lighter.
I stare in wonder.
Because I know that—
On lifted shoulders
And a clean slate of thinking,
On the back of a clear,
Gleaming August morning,
I will greet the sun, shining.
Downy blanket blue,
Dotted with scant, puffy clouds,
Filter of bright white.
The curtains scatter.
My mind smiles wider.
Today is better.
Because I have
hope.
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