When the sky is infused
with deep heaviness
it is like my life
when struggling
with despondency.
It's hard to see
the beauty in it
until that one
sliver of light
peeps through.
'Tis what my mother called
the "silver lining".
A full sunshine day
would not lift me
as much as noticing
that one little
ray of joy
with deep heaviness
it is like my life
when struggling
with despondency.
It's hard to see
the beauty in it
until that one
sliver of light
peeps through.
'Tis what my mother called
the "silver lining".
A full sunshine day
would not lift me
as much as noticing
that one little
ray of joy
in the midst
of my darkness.
of my darkness.
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