in the shadows of this thing
my heart sits still
beating, waiting, watching
singing through the waves
that flow now
fear, anger, pain, doubt
vibrations of love, embracing them all
soothing the sore and troubled spots
until my voice gives way to light
and I can speak again
in the shadows of this being
this uncontrollable urge and shift
my mind waits, covered in compassion
and faith in understanding
and in the shadows of this time
my spirit has found wings
bright, lithe and full of new hope
the coming of change rings upon
soft bells of wondering
and all that we have come to know
torn down by what simply IS