Solitude

Out of light...and back into dark.
Blow out the candle...hide the respark.
Time to withdraw back into the shell
Let the holy days work their spell

God's holiest months descend
Bringing with them hope.
Maybe this time the soul will ascend
Hanging firmly onto the rope.

Time to work again on the self
this time determined to excel
weed out inconsistency
weed out hypocrisy
search for other elements to expel

soon I'll lock my self in my cave
and fight the demons within
turning from fool to sage
and anew life will begin