A CLEANSING WALK beneath the night,
Rain which lays down on the sea,
A look out there to know I’m free.
The stars which shine, beautiful light,
No need to struggle, nor to fight
My thoughts I simply let them be
I turn within, the real me,
To understand the more I write.

The soul connects to time and space,
The pen a ship exploring deep
What seems so cloaked in mystery.
The dark, I feel its full embrace,
My body poised, ready to leap,
Gone back again through history.