Irridencent wisps form up
into the night sky
she steps slowly onto the soft grass
as the wind lifts up her hair
slowly she exhals
And she knew all was right again
everything she longed for
everything she felt so afraid to face
all put in their place
She lets the light wthin her
guide her soul
as speckles of gold
silver and grey
softly blend together
The sky turned ash-black
as glitters of colors littered
the hallow shell of night
Then
she let go