I saw a meme on Facebook with this writing prompt: Say tomorrow will be better without saying “Tomorrow will be better.”

I think I’ll try to do so poetically. Haven’t done a haiku in ages, so that first then a free verse.

Orange sky slowly dims.

The heart dissolves the mind’s stress.

The soul looks forward.

Hit the ground running before I was ready but I was able.

The Spirit went ahead of me and paved the way

So when the two of us met it was a peaceful teaming up

Made of resilience and hope, leading to joy.

It came late in the day, but there’s plenty more where that came from, God willing.

The moon and stars bring comfort’s sleep

And, restored, I will go onward.