In shadows deep, where light's concealed,
My mind, a maze of thoughts revealed.
Ideas dance, yet fade away,
A playground chaotic, night and day.
To you, dear readers, whom I adore,
I ask for patience, just a little more.
For in this darkness, I'll find the light,
And bring our story back to flight.
Forgive this pause, this silent night,
Your understanding is my guiding light.
With time and hope, I'll weave again,
A tale that flows like summer rain.
So wait for me, as stars must rise,
And soon you'll see, through tired eyes,
The story's path, renewed and bright,
Emerging from this endless night.