Windswept

 I entered the night oven, the carriage to
 Another place; towards the light of
 Day, I remarked at the flickering of 
 Thought abandonment
 
 A personal hell amidst clean sheets
  I found the darkness in turmoil,
 The feline friends without, fighting for
  A mouse or otherwise
 
 Left naked and alone in the land of 
 Nev Yn I rose to find a fire ablaze,
 A star of the lost thought of night 
 Descended
 
 She only gave her mother's name
 Windswept – as the angel ascended
 My sacred soul in tow, across the
 Heavens
 
 Clutching the void I dreamt of peace &
 Her full understanding, wishing days of 
 Sorrow were finally behind me, alas,
 No divine revelation unfolded
 
 Closer and closer I fought an urge to
 Scream, then wither and detach from
 The grasp l had never really held in 
 Earnest
 
 Without a thought of consequence
 I let go and her darkness embraced 
 The physical embodiment of hope,
 The final days of being – done