swirling inside me
fantastic colors
vibrant and living
tactile colors
roving in my spirit
bold colors
flowing up and heavenward
harsh icy wind
freezing tear tracks
on my cheeksthe night is so clear
the stars are so bright
I’m dwarfed by the darknesssurrounded with pinpricks
my eyes are searching frantically
for something I knowthen there shines orion
the hunter, the fighter
my comrade in armsi look up, reminded
that i’m not alone
a survivor, a scrappera victor someday
i stand stout inside once more
and think of the Onewho hung the great galaxies
and never forgets
even tiny me