Poem of the day -- say YES! edition

In the morning I mused
It won't return, the magic of life
it won't return

Suddenly in my house the sun
became alive for me
and the table with bread on it
gold
and the flower on the table
and the glasses
gold
And what happened to the sadness
In the sadness too, radiance.

- Zelda Schneurson Mishkovsky
The Spectacular Difference

(via whiskey river)