And I see the light ,surrounding you

From a blinded hollow I gaze I stare

Fallen not unveiling, fallen not waning

From hollowed ground, fallen I stare

For life was not meant to despair

I pry through the crowd to catch a glimpse

The power leaves me weak at my knees

Fallen not waning, fallen unveiling

Restoring, like air to drowning lungs

Like fire to burning wood

Inside a lifeless tomb

The after, the mending, the air

Resurrecting so breath in, again, breath in again and restore