And when the darkness swarms,
when loneliness pulls you into the depths,
when you look but I cannot be found.
When silence sits on my lips and my words are empty.
Close your eyes for they are tainted with the hypocrisies of a broken society,
plunge your hands deep into your pockets, for your fingers wear the callouses of poisonous lust that lingers searching for touch.
Close your eyes.
Go deep inside of yourself to that place where fear itself guards the door.
Walk past him with your head held high.
Enter into existence where your soul is whole and loved,
where darkness acts only to contrast the illuminations of the universe. And you will find me there, where I have always been, my soul beside your soul, two halves creating a whole.
Karen Hayward ©2016