...Awake

a whisper on the cusp of a dream-

that cold breeze chilling the summer's day.

That which was left

Has returned with such force;

I am lead back to the life

Darkness had engulfed.

...Awake

the silent plea rolls in the air.

Tugging at the essence of my mind.

Images of all that I have ever been

Flourish and fade in an instant.

Slowly I open my eyes

To see the light bouncing

Off a million grains of sand

Slowly floating back to the surface of the land.

...Awake

My child...

To leave who you were behind,

And rejoin your brethren;

No longer 1 from 99.