I've found myself in closets [of my own shame] [of my mother's shame] where you store the things you'd like to love but just quite don't.
I dove through masses of clouds I pulled from near by. I decided to stay beneath them. All around me hung the weight of the humidity. It drew my face towards the ground, where I adored so many beautiful things. How long though, would I cling to beauty of the ground as clouds kept me down?
A ray of light slipped between a crack, It's warmth touched my crown.
As my eyes lifted up, my mind did too. In the spaces between where the sun shined through, there was something new. I rejoiced! And rejoice to this day for the love the light provided on that gloomy day. I rejoice to witness the birth of my oldest and most cherished, friend.