I thought I was buried,

Buried in darkness,
I wandered around in fear,
and no one seemed to hear.

Break-down or break-through,
I choose which break will be true.

Then suddenly a light above, I began to grow to.

So beautiful, I reached towards the light, and the sky blue.
Then one day, I saw that I had begun to bloom anew.

Poem by Alf Orpen