NO PAIN

Tears drying by time’s whispers
in wind chimes soothing serenity,
bringing their smile to the mind,
ringing the pictures that outshine
when felt lost in valley,
wondering if there would be any joy again.

Sharing the hugs and loses
with the ones who know the scars,
have been apart of the suffering and felt the moments
you just had to find some clown
among the villains that left so many wounds.

Finding out there is no pain
that bears its fire forever
when love had a feather,
which could make us forget
until our insides could dance
and feel alive in the sunshine
coming through any darkness.

Revisiting those snapshots in the head,
feeling the images float through the heart,
holding onto those images as if they were fragile,
until they outlast the faded photos
from those flashed seconds in sorrow.

Looking down at the future in a child’s eyes,
trying so hard to pass on the tickle of hope
so he will have eyes
to find more ways to chuckle
than cry.