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I touched a place of sadness
I did not know I had,
A destination unforeseen,
That held me in its breath.
And carried me, unwilling,
Yet bound by common need
To time-forgotten lands of pain
That waged a silent war.
Engulfed in flames of feeling,
And flung into the void,
My mind a trailing meteor,
My signature of self.
And yet my thoughts, however bright,
Are swallowed up in darkness.
It is my heart that nurtures strength,
Reveals the road to wisdom.
Of course my heart,
Always my heart –
Aurora Borealis
Against the darkest night.