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Happiness at Last

The unusual nature of my present mood does
Not feel familiar,
For what is this pulse that bothers me yet soothes
The deepest cave
Within the highly uneven chambers of my
Soul? The illuminant
Beauty strikes and battles me. For the first moment in
My life, pain will not
Come along with the hard pounding in my once
Hollow chest. I believe
I have been touched by happiness.

Deep within these eyes that once dripped tears, I saw a
Tree shaded in deep light.
Buried beneath these ears that once replayed
My cries of sorrow,
I heard the sweet lullabies of the morning songbird,
Who dressed in a white coat.
Its voice rose above the highest human capacity,
Yet had a drowning depth
That soothed and polished even the roughest portions
Of my jagged heart.

Its head turned to and fro in a most graceful manner
That even kings would
Bow to its beauty beyond comprehension. I
Believe I have been
Touched...
By happiness.

I slowly reached out my hand and touched the green grass.
The blades ran through my
Hands that once clenched in pain, unbearable and sharp.
The grass ran through my
Hands and textured them with the feel of a feather
So smooth that it felt
As though it was composed solely of vaporized
Cotton, dry and light.
My feet stayed put on the almost nonexistent
Ground. My toes dug deep
Into the cool dirt that absorbed the heat and pressure
From my head to toe.

I slowly walked through the dove-soft emerald carpet
Toward the white tree.
Its light was bright, indeed, but not painful to my eyes,
As it was covered
With strips of silk-like leaves with a white, milky shine.
The bird sat there midst
The fog-hidden light, peacefully chirping its lullaby
And flapping its pure
wings with grace and peace. Yet what was this I saw?
Sitting about the
Tree of Light, I saw Him, and only Him.
And as I gazed into His magnificent beauty,
I knew Him, just as
He knew me. For the last time we met was our last
Glimpse. The Boy fell off,
Landing softly in my arms, and as we lay there,
I knew, not believed, that
I had been touched
By happiness.
I shall never let go, I wish. I desire this
To remain with me, though impossible to keep.
So, I keep this hidden heart sealed in here.
Take my soul
Into your beauty,
Happiness at Last.