The silence comes, the silence goes
The darkness stays and she enfolds
Gone are the loud voices that speak
Here now is the unknown, the unanswered, the unweak

She feels the depth, the search, the soul
Though she longs to growl and run and roar
She feels abandoned by who, by she
Yet continues to sit in a silent seek

The darkness continues to grow and grow
& she’s lost in a tumble that goes and goes
and out of nowhere the float commences
she’***** with a stillness, she’s thoughtful & pensive

This is the crack where the light breaks through
And it touches her heart, her lungs, her soul
It lifts her to a place on high oer high
there’s no describing she’s beyond the skies

And so she awakens, she arises, she transforms
As it’s always darkest before the dawn..

Helena Hyde