Be not tormented —
you weren’t, after all,
any darker than the whole canvas,
any darker than the dark on dark
of stories about darkness
and rumors of a thing called light
sometimes dreamed, more felt than seen
And in that darkness,
no one prescription
is any better than any other,
however much prevailing topics
are wrongs of others, wrong on wrong
At dawn, it is revealed
none of these paths
are inaccessible to light,
none of those torments
have any staying power
They will lift
effortlessly as shadows,
we all will bask together in the sun.
©Wendy Mulhern
August 29, 2018