joy cometh in the morning

"It is good to love many things, for therein lies strength, 

and whosoever loves much performs much, 

and can accomplish much, 

and what is done with love is well done."

— Vincent van Gogh

 A great peace came over her when she awoke -

the room looked like a water-logged brush dipped in blue-gray paint had touched its surface

pigment spreading to every corner and through the sheets

blanketing every inch of the bedroom just before sunrise.

The watercolored room made her smile.

Not because of its stoic walls

or the silence they possessed

but because it was morning

and she had finally slept the night away.

photo by rose hardy found here.