It was dark

And gloomy

A drip drip dripping noise

In the eerie silence

A frail body

Curled in a corner

Shivering

Alone

A paper appeared

A pen in her hand

She stared

What to do?

Extended fingers

Hovering over the thin sheet

The nib pressed

A scribble appeared

In the form of words

Scritch scratch scritch scratch

The words poured

As she hunched over the paper

Her lower lip tucked beneath her teeth

Words appeared

And took the form of a poem

She held it up

Then light was born