Everything is going to be all right

Everything is going to be all right
Why should I not be glad
To contemplate the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
And a high tide reflecting on the ceiling
There will be dying,
There will be crying, but there is no need to go into that
The poems will flow from the heart unbidden
And the hidden source is the watchful heart
The sun will rise despite everything
And the far cities are beautiful and bright
I lie here in a riot of sunlight watching the daybreak and the clouds flying
Everything is going to be all right

by Derrick Mahon