the world is broken apart,
the islands in the sea;
our hearts are cold
to the future we cannot see.
magic from the dark,
tempting to the soul;
the turn from light is stark
when released upon the shoals.
knowledge must be gained,
power understood;
ever my life a hunt
recompense for other’s good.
into me I pull
the darkness and the light;
the shadowed part of my soul
my burden to make right.
Mary Waugaman 
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