I pour out my heart to an empty room. The silence is like an empty tomb. Am I invisible to the crowd? Is it possible to penetrate the darkness and allow the light to fill the holes in my shroud? Night and day hold the key to our recovery. Perspective can open our minds, eyes, ears and hearts or it can hide all possibilities. Like a boat without a rudder, I float aimlessly, searching for peace in vain, until I search within.