SPIRALING IN DARKNESS.
I woke up in blackness. Nothingness was all around me. Dancing. Making me spiralling with it too. Lying there, lost within the past, I felt how the dancing circle narrows, surrounding and trapping me inside. That’s when I lit a lantern. My body became that lantern, and my soul — the light within it.
Suddenly everything bloomed. Slowly. Shadows that were once lurking in the dark, turned into flowers. They were calling to dance with them under a new melody that was now filling the former silence. And so I danced. Every step evoke past memories, and every move of my body echoed with words that were left unspoken. No matter how many times I’ll turn my head towards the past, just to spiral in its darkness once again, I have the light within me that will bring me back to my secret garden. Where I will bloom once again.
