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

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