The restless soul travels through the depths of time rekindling memories of its past as it bursts with a new found strength and freedom from within. The darkened shroud is cut with sword leaving only the light of clarity from its silvery blade. Each breath and each beat felt pulsing through my veins as waves of soft purple fill my mind of days long ago. For the heart beats again with knowing but afraid is the mind.

Penetrating my core I surrender to a deep gaze. Unspoken words flow through my consciousness as reality falls with a heavy burden. For a free spirit beginning anew, its garden waits to be nurtured as the gentle rain washes clean its darkness. In its wake lies only possibility.