Standing on the shore, surrounded by ice resembling glittering broken shards of glass, I listen as the water creaks and moans. 

The Sun rises. 

Pink, purple, and orange across the blue and white Sky.

I breathe in, grateful for the Earth’s assurance that the demons I battled in the depths of my darkness last night are leaving me.

I hold my breath and watch.

The magic of the Sky opens wide and releases me.

No longer living breath to bottle, I welcome the light.