Immersed in grief

She tip-toed through the emptiness

Trying to push through the wounds

Left by a life not lived

Scattered like molten flesh and bone

Against an earth she deemed as foe

Against a heart she left unclaimed

In her quest to abandon her burdens

She forgot her own sacredness

Her own birth born to lifetimes of confusion

About to enter another incarnation

Another portal seeped in holy waters awaiting

The moment when the womb will set her free

To begin again

Another breath, another life

Another moment in time

When she can become the master of her own darkness

While dancing with the light.