The WOMAN
needing proof of Hope
found Sister Fear
all around
Saboteur
Look thru the window
you keep shut
up in Fear
Climb the ladder
to the Web
centering
the open window
Into and out from the cavern
you search
your lost
and stolen soul
YOU hesitate along the way
to believe deep is dark
dark frightening foreboding
YOU told me my deep
vibrant color space
was not
did not resemble your meditation
YOUR darkness
nothing empty void denial
YOUR view does not see
my glorious future looking
textural spaces
newScapes
Sentient Being