having fallen into a deeper, darker crevasse
this small one huddled in the black
and listened to the threatening whispers
while wondering at when all the light
fell away from the world;

then in a sudden divine fit of insight
she turned from herself and called
to the hidden in the great absence –

“i know now that when bright things fail
and fall away like so many deadened stars,
one must look within and ignite themselves
as dry tinder bursts forth at smallest spark”

and so she blazed as Venus naked on the shore,
melting the surrounding hell into something new
into which she strode – a goddess in a realm of glass