By Dawn Brink
I thought of the night sky, of you
and the darkness that surrounded me
and enclosed my heart.
Those bright stars pierced me
pierced my heart
and broke through the darkness.
Maybe maybe my heart could bear
could cleave a way through the obscurity of the
Two times the light scratched through the darkness of the night
and I knew what I had known before
that light, that light could
break through all darkness
in my heart.