the reshaping of circumstance

light stolen

you find yourself once again

buried in the darkest place

crushed inside old memories of times

your power was stolen from you

so now when you hear the words

I have no power of my own

Who is it you are being asked to save?

And as part of you wants to run so far away

To escape this prison where light and life and hope

can so easily disappear

while another part of you

bids you stay

The understanding dawns

Surely this darkness cannot last forever

and sometimes hopes are crushed

but only for a season

and perhaps ground down hopes

form the sediment for new dreams and realities

birthed from understanding gained

only through the at times violent

reshaping of actual circumstance