when the light
is becoming obscured
by the black dots of panic
closing in
increasing
in number and volume
buzzing and fusing together
you pull me in
draw me back
peacefully
your voice, your love
guides the stillness in
the warm blanket
of your loving care
calmly
gifts me the pause needed
to find my centre again
to not feel alone
or isolated
it is a new thing for me
not dealing alone
feeling your love
and how you give it
the power it has
to soothe my fractured soul
turn the black dots of panic
into shimmering glints of light
golden and dusted opalescent
how is it
you can both thrill me
and instil such deep peace
at the same time?

J.C.