Standing alone in an empty room,

The silence presses in like a suffocating shadow.

The pressure grows until I'm forced to my knees,

My head bowed to the ground. 

Then suddenly, a cool breeze reaches my face,

Filling my lungs with life.

I lift my head to see a Light

And hear a Voice as pure as a mountain stream,

"You are not alone. Stand and fight." 

Immediately, the darkness evaporates

And I'm standing firm amongst an army of friends.

All of us shimmer with the Light.