Phyllis Thompson Halle
Are You Smiling?
I realized, just now, that I have a smile on my face.
In some way, unexplainable, my heavy burden seems
lifted, lighter, unimportant.
Are you the one who is praying for me?
I woke up with no brighter day before me than yesterday
No great, sonic boom of change had transformed
my cluttered life,
had sent my pain flying to the furthest