When times feel

lonely, sad and miserable,

what turns around the mood

and prods a person on?

Is it when the empty lifeless space,

and the prostrate view of the world is least

enjoyed?

Somehow

the body rejects the waft of useless thoughts

that pound away inside

 allows a wandering brain to click

and lift to common ground

to brighter lights, to calmer waters, to notions

that reflect acceptance, hope and even

happiness perhaps