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