The Splintered Darkness.

I've roamed around in my cave,

I've seen the light around the stone,

But I have watched the splintered darkness,

The stone has yet to be rolled away.

 

The fragility of our souls,

The harshness and love I have felt,

The hopes that washed away into eternity,

The love that is held by you and me.

 

I've roamed around in my cave,

I've seen the aura around that stone,

But I have watched the splintered darkness,

The stone has yet to be rolled away.

 

I stand on a pillar with bridges expanding to all,

Burning the bridges was inevitable, and grace smiles upon me.

The Truth will cleanse my brokenness,

Freedom beckons me onwards, to be who I am.

 

I'm roaming around my cave,

And I catch the brightness around the stone,

But I'm watching the splintered darkness,

The stone has yet to be rolled away.

 

My soul has been asleep, burdened by the concerns of others,

My soul's creative power has drowned in my own doubt,

And the storm has been and gone, and I have survived,

And the landscape of my wilderness surrounds me.

 

I'm staring at my hands in my cave,

And I see the stone around the daylight,

And I catch the splintered darkness in those hands,

The stone is yet to be rolled away!

 

My weakness must be transparent,

The raven is not that great,

But we all have a strength in the substance of our souls,

It is time to roll away that stone.

 

I have rolled away that stone,

I embrace the beauty of the world,

My only soul, open and broken,

My only soul, broken and open.