sunrise . . . after a dark night

what causes our psyche to slip to to one side
and not the other ....
fractures lie
ever present
ever waiting ... open & raw
part of our carbon crystal selves ..
reflecting
refracting
some to rise
some to fall
is evil but a masked myth
or
linked on our divine chain ....
ringed & outlined with a beer cozy & black lines thick ...
loss
&
fear - colliding
a response ... an ego'd step to
quiet madness ....
others bridge those dark chasms
with the orange light of love & dawn's fragility ....
spanned & connected
shining the light ... above
to stars & saviors
holding ... hope