When she comes back, I will tell her
not to leave us again, ever.
Life is already short,
why would she try to cut it shorter?
There are music, the arts, nature
film, wine, festivals, and lovers
and places she have not yet known,
and would never if life were over.
So delicate in the tomb of darkness,
she tried to break through but felt so hopeless.
Don't we all? But eventually,
she would find it.
She would find yourself within God,
much more so than God within her.
For I belong to Him as well
we will always be together.
For the Black One,
as you made me think about faith and Him.