by Colleen Cumbers

Euphoria

A struggle, a fight

After an interminable darkness

The first rays pierce through

Penetrating the body, the heart, the soul

The body

The thrill pulsing through the veins

The gush of intoxication

Splendour

Beauty

The fervency of the mortal

The golden tinge to the world around you

Everything, all that ever could be: nothing

A moment, so fragile

Waiting for the shift

The Earth’s hemispheres to disrupt this moment

But nothing

Just euphoria

This is life

This is living

This is a lie.