Walking on the surface
of a deeper life within
I cannot find my ground
So where can I stand,
when the ground is gone
I cannot find my home

This is a time of disorder
My deepest Self is in hiding
I had to protect myself,
from the eruption,
that would have broken me
to pieces

My creativity is in the dark
The change has left me no spark
What to do
What to believe
I do not know
Where do I go,
from here