Staring at my reflection
Seeking a revelation
Contemplating redemption
Lacking recognition
The truth without hope is still true
Inextinguishable spirit
A hardened heart fights through it
Triumph and love
Knife’s edge abyss
Ashes and dust
In defiance of existence
Profound emptiness
The terror and beauty of life
We give thanks for these
Even the pain which makes us stronger.
Derrick Williams