I want to write a happy poem,
one that isn't about pain or fear,
but of a smile that can make even the greatest fear, well,
disappear.

I want to write about birds' wings
as they fly high, high and free,
feathers falling to give humans only a snowflake in the blizzard of
freedom

I want to write about love,
love that can conquer even Jupiter's great scarlet storm,
love waltzing on the tiptoes of the stars,
kissing light and deep as raindrops.

I want to write about light,
the future beyond the break of dawn.
The light that comes reminding me
that even after the darkest night
life must go on.