The Abyss Poem by (De Va)

through the night I fly into the deep dark abyss
looking keenly into the heavy mist
feeling you waiting to be found
using sonar to locate the sound
of your heart beating in the cold
knowing deep in your soul you are bold
holding tight to the illusion of the monsters of the pit
moving ever forward, for ahead a candle is lit
flying high, flying low, gliding through the thick atmosphere
soon I will have you pulled out of here and into the stratosphere
ahha, there you are, reaching out to me from life that is a lark
I take your hand and gently we rise, wings flapping in the inky dark
holding you tight, surrounding you with my soul
immersing you with the love of the universe, again made whole