The Awakening

Star of Ash · Ghouleh [2014]

First glimpse of the sun

After long black nights

Falling out of sleep

Hundred winter years

On her pale blue skin



Will she wake to morning

When sunbeams slowly heat

Frosted, cracked lips

Broken bones and bluebells

On her pale blue skin



"WILL there really be a morning?

Is there such a thing as day?

Could I see it from the mountains

If I were as tall as they?