Valley of Light

Storm gathers,
shadows fall across my shoulders.
The sea of thought is endless,
doors are shut,
walls rise high—
yet from silence:

I walk into valley of light.

Nights are long,
winds are cruel.
Yet every breaking is a seed,
every silence is a song—
and beyond the veil:

I walk into valley of light.

Tree bends in storm,
but it does not break.
River loses its way,
yet it finds the sea.
My heart stumbles,
yet it learns to rise—
and in the nameless:

I walk into valley of light.

Every closed gate is a summons,
every darkness, a birth.
I am not the end of the road—
I am its turning.
I am not the weight—
I am its flight.
And where no word can dwell:

I walk,
I walk,
into valley of light.