Sunshine Upon the Brain

in the deep darkness of the pupil

on its way to the brain stem

light, this dastardly recidivist is caught again

in another Sisyphean flesh nightmare of frustration

trapped deeply inside the mind

used again... to think about the world,

recycled from the sky, even off the dirt

from the trash through the treasure

used again and again and this time it's mine...

to think about my thoughts

make more out of these sights

just to think about more thoughts

I think...

how can i take more into this pupil?

cascade it across my brain, take all of the sunshine 

from the sky, off the dirt, from the trash, from the treasure

  

bring it all into my soul

via my eye through this brain

let us feast upon this 

 

sometimes to feel better

sometimes, to feel worse

 

 who knows what is purpose?

anyway

 would they even think to care?

  how my light really thinks?

Just for Me?

 

and that is the Light

what is truly benign

          and totally indifferent

 

we make it beautiful

or into pure delusional madness

 

we all come from the sky

but some live in the dirt

the same thing in different places

we all start off as light

we all finish as dirt

the good life lies in between

within how honest we take the tragedy....

and then the sunshine, how will you take it?

will it burn

or will you feel warmth?

(in the cold)

Author's Note

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

Sunshine on the brain entering in through the eyes releasing the darkness.

Having sunshine on the brain washing away the darkness; allowing the melancholy receded and inner light shine no matter our situation.

We are indeed born of light and return to the dirt when this earthly life is over; moving on to the next plane, for me is heaven, or I hope to be allowed inside!

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Interesting piece.
Indeed, for those not blind the pupil takes it all.
Let your light shine...
Keep it up.
Good work.