Emergence

Out of the dark I rise,
Vacillating in the space between dreams.
Consciousness emerges like a wild wind, giving birth to thoughts. 
Thoughts turn to obsession. 
Obsession is consumed.
Obsession consumes everything, until there is nothing. 
Nothing turns dark. 
Out of the dark I rise. 
Vacillating in the space between dreams.

T.C. Engelbrecht