My Dark Is My Light
Asleep, I don’t see the rock in my path
Gravity has her way
Pulling me to my knees
Awake, I am humbled by the jolt
Falling on tender hearts
Bruising fragile souls
Asleep, I rise with innocence
Cursing the wild rock
Angry at the hard ground
Awake, the rock is not my enemy
The ground is the ground
Tentatively, I step into me.