Swirls of indeterminate grey
Rose up to the sky in plumes
Thick as if they where solid
Obscuring the heavens above
Mirroring the earth below

Before me a tree descended
Down from the living smoke
Full and barren it branched out
Firmly rooted in the grey above
She sat there in its crook

Upside down she starred into me
My very bones felt feeble
Beneath her piercing gaze
She seemed young, though
I knew she must be older than time

She never spoke a word
Though I could feel
Spider like whispers
Crawling in my mind
Thoughts that were not my own

I could feel the intrusive thoughts
Building a web in my mind
Encasing and obscuring
All while she looked on
With her dark yet youthful eyes

I knew that very soon
I would be no more
At least not the me I was now
But it was too late I told myself
My defenses had already eroded

Then she spoke
Not in whispers or hidden things
But clearly within my mind
Though her lips did not move
She pierced the growing shadow

And welcomed me home

Before the darkness engulfed me