Light... Poem by RIC BASTASA

at the present
you are filled with so much worries
this is not necessary

if you are inside it
do not drown yourself with the fullness of its words
torrents are always there
no matter where

come to think of it
when we were once young and new to this world
we are preoccupied with so much fun
we never had time
reflecting our smooth skins
on that mirror
of sorrow

some people who are lost in the present
trace their way back to the past
for some reminders

that times are not that bleak and dark
that this world is not just made of waste and garbage
or that this sun always
shines faithfully for
everyone

always
there is no such thing as overwhelming grief
neither is happiness
that plenary
that there is no more space for
its presence

relax my dear
find a nook and breathe
light always leaks its
way out
into your closing
eyes