Speak The Words

In my space alone I speak the words of power hoping that they find purchase. If no one is there to hear me speak, did my voice really make a sound. In my space alone I speak the words of power...the power to go...the power to stay. In my space alone I speak the words of power and the shackles fall...in my space alone I speak the words of power and I am free.
I love you 💞

Chiaroscuro

Emotions, rolling over me like water over rough rock. 

Soothing, like a salve over my soul.

All encompassing all surrounding...

Molding and shaping me into something new.

Washing away the darkness you carefully ordained me with.

Placing each jewel into my crown of thorns ever so delicately.

Staring into the vacant eyes of a Specter. I didn't even recognize my own reflection. 

You tried to break my soul down to it's least common denominator...

but it would not be denied. 

It held on...

slowly moving toward the Son...the impetus for my re-birth.

From the darkness He called forth the light

From the darkness He has called me forth

washed and brand new. Ready to live in His purpose...

not yours.

Pandora Esperanza 2020