RUDE AWAKENING
It’ll Be Okay
For 40 years, I’ve wandered in the desert of Doubt — was my mystical experience real?
I wish I could uncover the remote –
how quickly I would hit rewind
For I could use
a weird and reverent boost today
A vaccination
bolstering my resistance
to the common, cold banality of doubt
A strengthening shot
of affirmation
That sudden channel-change
in the twee hours of the morning
was no mere dream
I should have put to rest
decades ago
In truth, remembrance’s reel
is so very real
Plot quickening, thickening
Every anxiety, complaint, compulsion
evaporating
in an unforeseen shower of light
scented like the first true day of spring
Dark past and fogged future
burning off
Ego’s illusions
squeegeed for a clearer view