Here I stay
A world mine, it is.
This abyss,
A  garden of swart.
With graves of lost dreams.

And I
Like a raven on carrion,
Plunge into the black
Consumed by its ***** allure, a lunatic.
Never once tasting the light.

And then it came,
Shattering my sombre walls.
A shimmer of hope
With wings of white
Emerging from the charcoal blue.

I embrace this rarity,
A soothing warmth.
A caress;
With arms of mine callous.
“This is my redemption”.


My hold turns stiff
The white starts to fade.
Slipping away from my world
Leaving me void.

Here I wait.
World mine, it is.
A garden of swart.
A soul of grey.
Lingering for the white……

Sometimes you need to go into the woods,
Fall back from civilization and walk amongst trees.

Climb over rocks and trudge through rivers
Simply to let the mind be at peace.

True inspiration comes once you've let go of what you've had.
Without life's clutter and chaos overwhelming the soul,
You begin to see the world in a different light.
What once was gray, dark and sullen becomes beautiful once again.

The heart, now beating for what once was lost,
The mind, only focusing on what now can be.

Both believing in the powers of love and loss,
Together learning how to Let it Be.