Sunrise

~

Today, Billy Two Swords emerged

from

his deep chasm

of grief

and pain

and loss

and depression

and anguish

and self pity




and got the boat ready

and did what Florida Pirates do in January.



He took his daughter fishing.



Today is a good day.

Today I see hope.



All

of my tomorrows

are unknown

and frightening

and looming

over me

like towering

snowy mountains.



I'm waiting

for

the

inevitable.


An avalanche

at

any

time.


The smallest misstep.

The tiniest oversight.




But today.

Today is a good day.

Today the sun came up for Billy Two Swords.

And the sun will rise for him again tomorrow.


One day at a time.

Sweet Jesus.

One

day

at

a

time.