Change of seasons

yesterday, I learned
that the truth doesn't hurt.
all over again...

maybe, I learned
that the truth never hurts.
once and for all?

yesterday, I learned
that I can give.
even when I need handouts myself.

maybe, I learned
that power forsaken
is power taken, is power brazenly stolen?

my written word, until yesterday-
spun solely from dark threads of thought,
searching frantically for life-giving light...

today, for the first time-
comes from brighter quarters of my brain
caught off guard by relief, drenched in disbelief.