Cocoon

Into the darkness I went  

Battered and worn by my senses
The demands of others
trampling my desires into the earth

A heart that should be free and light 

Drawn the the sights
the sounds and smells of nature
which become a simple husk of humanity

My senses were stripped away
Sight by the darkness
Cold by the warmth

Touched by a sense of nothingness
Despair .....
by the seeds of hope! 

Yet where does the hope come from ?

As the cocoon splits and breaks
And light is slowly breaking in

What emerges is not what was
But something new
Something beautiful
A rare treasure
To be warmed in the sun

My strength building
And in the healing warmth
I take flight 
Taking succour from my lovers pollen