Happy Thought

I would say so many beautiful things
if I weren't afraid that they would lose their meaning
as the words travel through the air, clashing with viruses
and other unclean accidents of creation.

But I would still say so many beautiful things
if only in the quietest way that I can
because you are beautiful, especially in the darkness
where I had to spend days and days fighting for life.

You have no idea how you save me.
You have no idea how I can fly like Peter Pan
when I begin to imagine how you'd prance about
the corners of our workplace, leaving behind
a trail of energy that I wish I can always follow.

You have no idea how you are my happy thought.
I had no idea myself until I really needed one.
And I won that battle— through grace,
which is what you really are.