Thank You for the Meadow

There is a gray place
where blackly I in darkness brooded
and wrote upon my ashy bones
hollow lines of wit.
But you, damnit, you
snuck in with a rainbow and tied me up,
led me weeping to a buzzing meadow,
and washed my face with flowers.
–R. Bruce Sundrud

Picture copyright 2014, 2015, Mediocria Firma. Used with gratitude.