Brooke Gale LouvieR

from inside’s gold I can see

the light shining around me

peaceful and true

I don’t want to know if I ever

have to return

to where the sky fell apart

and the lines on the ground

wove into a spinning pattern

I am happy here

yet I won’t forget

the warmth inside stability’s arms

or the howling suggestion that

brighter days are coming

from inside’s gold I hear

a tiny echo of reassurance

that when my times comes

I’ll be swept away

in a bright madness

of everything beginning