Take me there …
I Burn!
Belief is omnipresent …
and I yearn!
See my heart –
grown transparent as glass!
I can recall density,
but I cannot see it!
Do you think that’s why
I was always afraid of the dark?
I can see sadness.
Embrace it, even!
And I have discovered, to my credit,
that there is some comfort
in the urgency of grief!