Light Pours in From the East

So maybe healing is a spiral staircase Maybe the light pours in from the east Maybe we bask in the glow only when we come around the bend For I've walked along shards of glass for too long only to curse my skin for breaking So maybe the sea will ease the ache better And sometimes, an airplane isn't a metaphor Let's call this, an undoing of the gentlest kind Let's call it, a cloud with no cover A sacred vision signed into contract Would you believe me if I said I've been here before You see, it starts with the windows How the dawn filters in Soft rain and title pages sing me lullabies from Brooklyn His skin pressed like a poem to my margins Yes, one day I will wake up And the wholeness will be blazing Novels will sing my name as mother, a holy validation For little girls deserve gods they see themselves in And it will be beautiful And the darkness will never come for us again So find me where the light lives You see, it starts with the windows