Sanity

I have come down from where ever I was up high
I suddenly notice smells that trigger memories
feeling the calm after the storm,
brings a certain amount of peacefulness
my thoughts are more clear
they are not in control of me no longer race
just gently float on by
the dark thoughts are gone
I can read poetry and write again
I am noticing the leaves changing colour not dying
just beginning to rest for the winter
I feel the weather changing makes me feel alive
I am coming out of myself
there is a bitter wind blowing
I can hear the silence makes a whoosing sound
I have left myself and become part of the outside world
the lights have been turned down low and hope to sleep tonight