Solve and Resolve


Resolution is showering me

in joyful tears from the clouds,

running down my spine and

washing away painted hues of

sickly grays and unwanted blues.


With my weightless guts and helium heart,

I begin to breathe out smokey detachment

and inhale sweet, buoyant air,

flushing out unsettling delirium and

replacing it with confidence

in the unknown.


Silent, I remain untethered

from the damp, fertile soil below,

yet even so,

I can now find composure

in watching from above

through phantasmal clouds

and amber light.