Joy Will Return Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Sadness seeps
into the corners of the soul
squeezing out the light
that was once there.

Death has a way
of knocking the wind
out of your sails
setting you adrift,
in a wide open sea.

Darkness falls on sorrow;
it hurts to lift heavy eyes
to a rising sun,
and face a new dawn.

Yet these words keep
rumbling in my head...
“All things come to pass.
But the love will remain
even in the wounded heart;
to spark the joy
that will return one day.'