Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Backroom of Your Mind

Lift up your heads and sing.
Outside the squirrels are at play.
Outside the day is at hand
blueing the blue
with the sun.
Don’t be afraid to rejoice.
There is a garden in bloom.
There is a mountain of bees
swirling a sweet dream anew.
Do you see what is outside?
Have you forgotten the past?
I am the joker at play
riding the tide all at once.
Tear up your secrets you fool.
Let down the wall of your door.
Don’t keep yourself in the dark
when the larks beg for your call.
Lift up your heads now, I say
there are red berries to eat.
There is a circus in store
in the backroom of your
mind.
If you will only begin
to let the morning come in.