She brings hope to many.

When we think Death
And death and Death -
That unaccustomed tomb -
A little spark from her
Spark in the empty rolling present -
As the money crosses borders to ensure our Distraction
All may be Possible.
Gives us strength for the singular second
She unveils our eyes to the plan
From whichever mask she chooses to bestow.

Depression? Take this Pill.

Breathe again. Relief.
Clarity says “Here: uncover this torrential ache,”
For what it really rises - to snap decisions,
“See Me,”
To let go at last -
And stumble past.
Vulnerable to the elements of our own destructive careless
Careful momentary lapse.
And thus our life is Inadequate
When faced with their Bright Dancing Emptiness.

That certain little place
That always promises Change.
That annoyance, the tease
Promising to make peace.

Ah Clarity! Then: Aha!
Nothing penetrates this bright conjured Hope!
I Am the shield - the Knowledge
I Know -
Of All that flows and Dazzling the next steps
Blinded by the Brilliance -
I Am!
I Know -
I am.

And I am...
She ebbs -
And the morning then black.
And the future also.

- Written 2001 - Used also in part for the : ankoku butoh : Book...