Joy and Pain

Poking and prodding
pain pursues,
penetrates, pervades

tears
prickling behind my eyes

threaten
to trickle and then teem.

But there
there in the corner
there peeping
under the blind
there peeping
through
one wee perforation
There lies the show-stopper:
Snow
frosty flakes of joy
dancing in the breeze
lifting my heart
with laughter.
My spirit soars,
salsas, skips, and sways
Scales the pain
seeking sanctification
A blessing
touches my soul
putting pain
back
in a peace-filled place