Stepping into

my crowded

wooded

headspace 

I gently say

hello: 

I walk through 

the draping

weeping

willows

their leaves

tickle 

my shoulders 

and

for a moment

I forget

the dark. 

I laugh. 

My smile

beckons

a sliver

of sunlight

slipping

into the

mossy mind,

exposing 

Green. 

A sliver. 

My smile

and warm color:

I open

my eyes

and

gladly

these

remain.