In This Solitude by Adrienne Danrich
Crawling my way
Back to the light
I see a gleam of
Its brilliance
Seeping around the edges
Of this Coffin
That has Resurrected
Itself around my entire
Being
Patiently I scratch
Away at the Base
Of the Murky
Pit
That hasn’t let go for
Week
Upon
Week
Going on a month
Now
Meditation chips
Away at
The Inky
Roots
Silencing
The Chaos
Breathing in and out
To find
Peace
Sanity slowly
Creeping back
To its
Vaulted Throne
To its
Rightful place