A dreamer's recovery from seasonal depression
I rode an emotional rollercoaster
up the coast
Then froze in time
Wrapped in a bitter winter’s breeze
Numbed to the bone
Yet that’s when it all
hurt the most
My soul thaws
Like spring has sprung
My compassion stirs
With a flower’s scent
Carried in a warm breeze
Wet droplets warm the ice
Around my heart
My lungs function again
Gulping breaths of air
Now I’m clinging to life afresh
Strange how my soul
Turns with the seasons
How the sunshine
Brings me healing
I see happiness
Peeking his head
Over the horizon again
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