Tuesday, July 7, 2020

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