Shadows all around you as you surface from the dark. Emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms. Darkness, darkness everywhere, do you feel alone? The subtle grace of gravity the heavy weight of stone. You don't see what you posses, a beauty calm and clear. It floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier. All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and sea. The shattered surface so imperfect is all that you believe
I will bring a mirror so sliver so exact. So precise and so pristine, a perfect pane of glass. I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky. You'll see your beauty every moment that you rise.