Bittersweet

It's the shaking hands and aching chest

When you're strong enough to pass the test.

It's when the gray clouds and neverending rain

Refract every color; the sun shines again.

It's the burning pins in your fingers

Because the cold no longer lingers.

It's the ringtone that gives you a heart attack

When you learn that the surgery went on track.

That's how you know that no endless night

Will ever be unbroken by light.