When my mind feels the need to dredge the depths of my heart and soul in an attempt to rejuvenate and reinstate my humanity.

When my mind flicks on the light and my heart and soul scramble to hide. Grown accustomed to and comfort found within the folds of darkness, the brightness is more than offensive.

When my heart and soul refuse to be entertained with such things as comfort and joy and continue to bathe in the mire of complacency.

Like rubies and gold make their way to the surface , so my true soul rises. And for a moment is brushed off to reveal its soft, tenderness.