Springing forth from the vortex.
Once trapped within a cortex.
Springs life and astounding light.
Blindingly beautiful such a mesmerizing sight.
Bounding off each ragged surface.
Light flickers from place to place.
To dance with passion all over again.
Re-igniting the fire within the veins.
Burning chasms pulsing straight to the core.
To drive the soul up from the floor.
No longer trapped within the darkness.
Alive and ready to reach the surface.
To rise from such a dark cauldron with no end in sight.
To stand an see a flowing river of amazing coloured light.
No longer spinning within vortex of confusion
Now released and weaving a new infusion
Jennifer Don 2010