Homeostasis

Cycles of growth,

Sadness and pain,

Necessary on our path to and fro the light.

Exhaling into abyss, wretched and vicious,    

Breaking me down, tearing me open.

Inhaling into strength.

Back and forth.

Between light and dark.

Solstice to Solstice.

Constant duality.

In a stroke of momentary joy,

A reflection of my eyes gazing into the abyss,

Recognizing a piece of myself I thought I had lost.

So grateful to have found myself amongst the ashes.