Darkness To Be Made Light Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Without darkness, where would the light be?
Without hell, there's no heaven.
Yes, there is a darkness to be made light again.
Anyone who has not suffered from low self-esteem
Or depression. All know it's an endless fight back.
To good health; black clouds flock like vultures.
For the bread of our souls
And the flesh of our hearts
To peck out the seed of our visionary eyes.
But we wielded an axe of our reasoning.
An axe of one's own fortitude
It's our own minds' insight that threads the pieces.
Back together like a steel cable car bridge
Reaching across the dark expanse of despair
This is when we begin to know ourselves again.
All our hopes' fulfilment and who we truly are.