Lavender Fields

The light at the end of the tunnel after years of debilitating depression.

Time seems to fly by

each day goes faster than the last

i used to be shrouded in fear

hiding in tall grass

now i lay on the fields

where lavender flowers are my lullaby

they drift me off to sleep as i lightly cry

for the beauty of this life

that used to always seem to pass me by

but now as I lie here, blanketed by my tears

a tiny light is shining, diminishing all my fears

I see the exquisite joy that I had been missing

the hole that was once in my chest

seems to slowly be filling in

of course i have times where the sky is grey with clouds

but those days are now far and in between

the days with cloudless days and sunshine

the sun shine beams down on my face

like a proud parent sighs for their child

the lavender buds caress and calm

my melancholy soul

Reviews

[willweb]

A beautiful poem for a beautiful outcome. Life is wonderful if you know how to see it. And yes, we all have cloudy days, but as long as we revel in the sunny ones, the cloudy days are soon forgotten. Nicely written

[Chris Shaw]

Lovely poetic expression here. What a wonderful feeling when there is a light seen at the end of a dark tunnel. Your poem is calming, fragrant and offers hope. Nicely penned.

Chris

[John the Baptist]

I don't know how you did it, but congratulations. To triumph over depression is not something all can do.