I see the way

                  I crawled through a darkened tunnel
just to reach. Hollowed was the space, all but a strand
of light. A soft wind rushes by and swirls an echoing
whisper throughout silence.

                  The crisp midnight is inhaled deeply into
my lungs. The sigh of an exhale is low, long and
very husky. The quake that opens the mind tumbles
in a bit of sorrow and laughter.

                  Drawing the roughness into the abyss.
Dragging my fingernails across sharp edges, finally
the uncertainty overflows. The grand escape
enhances the heart to pulse rapidly.

                  Stepping, slouching against the wall I
see the weights of the day fall and a winded smile
is uprooted. The calming affects of glancing above,
viewing the beauty declared. A small thanksgiving
rattles throughout my spirit.

                 Silently I nod as to give the depth of
respect to visibility. I lean my head towards my right
shoulder, in such a shy gesture. I close my eyes
as the comforting warmth surrounds me. Welcoming
me into a giant invisible hug.

                A questionable stance I hold but know
that the distance isn't reality, but a hope. Indeed
a careful prayer placed into the cooling wind and
a joyful bounce is found.

                Once more the jagged rocks tear but the
endurance offered is greater. So here I am, capable
of sticking out the callousness of voices to
exceed the decadence of love.

              Oh how I find hope, the love of kindness.
A smirk is given. Hugs.