I write Light in the Darkness
But, as I sit here, the silence is deafening
I cannot find anything to write next…
It eludes me, slips like sand through my outstretched fingertips
earthquakes under still water
butterflies of dreams light on my skin
Is this darkness a sign of things to come?
what can I do to bring Light to this, my darkness?
– Written by Kahlan222 in 2005′