You stepped on a white page
Like you left the dark
And you embrace more
of your inner sun
Yet careful are your footsteps
and covered are your eyes
as the light seems too bright
to look at
And it is easy to fall
back into the black holes,
into old stories of what once was
but isn’t now
But you want a new beginning
A new page, a new story
A wind of change is blowing
through the book
And I know you will make it,
write it
As firmer is your hand
braver is your pen
by the rise of every new day
©RoseGirl2018