Clear, fresh perception.

No rainbow above to be seen,
but, a clear heaven.
Thick and gloomy mists have turned thin,
while mind is relieved of burden.
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The dark sky has poured out its pain,
Now serenity –
it fills your heart as hope remains.
You reach out with keen certainty.
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The cold weather has subsided,
hence, warmth creeps within.
Frost inside the soul has melted,
and happiness is felt again.
Phoenix Montoya @ December 29, 2011
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