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

Laying On Of Hands

From a time long before, we were created from the earth of the land called Alkebulan, Mother of Mankind, Garden of Eden. 

We walked in the presence of God, we were among the first of His mysteries shaped through the laying on of His hands. 

Mothers singing to their babes in the womb 

(Laying on of hands) 

As we rocked those same babies in our arms we raised hymns to soothe their restless spirits 

(Laying on of hands)

The passing on from one to another, impartation, gifting...from one generation to another.

And when this life is over, we will be ushered through the last and final mystery....

with a laying on of hands.

Change My Name

The world calls me undesirable...
The world calls me ugly...
The world calls me broken...
The world calls me unwanted...
The world calls me used...
The world calls me dirty...

But You spoke the rhema words that would forever change my name, "Father into thy hands I commend my spirit."

You changed my name to priceless,
You changed my name to beautiful,
You changed my name to perfection,
You changed my name to precious,
You changed my name to new,
You changed my name to pure,

You changed my name to Reborn

Pandora Esperanza 2018

Peace

The wind passes through me and over me. This is where I find peace. This is where I find solace. Wrapped up in a blanket of God's own creation. The universe becomes an extension of my mind. My heart is open to all the possibilities. There's nothing that stands between me and my future except myself. I Am a wonder of creation. I Am able to be all that I need to be. I Am that which God has wonderfully, fearfully, and beautifully made. I am a black woman.

Pandora's Box

Pandora’s Box

It was given to me…

It was given to me in the moment of my creation.

Beautiful…gilded…when I touched it…

It seemed to move beneath my fingers.

But it would not open… it would not yield

To my desire…my desire to know

Its secrets locked inside.

What it carried, I did not know.

.. ..

I wanted to see…

To know what secrets lay inside,

But I was afraid… afraid of what

I might find, of what I might see.

But the box would not yield its mysteries to me.

.. ..

But it was not the box that needed to yield….

It was me……in that moment, my spirit let go….

And the box opened….

.. ..

Out of the box

came all of my deepest fears….

my hurts….

my disappointments…..

They hovered above me

like the blackest cloud…

I had been betrayed

by the beauty of the box.

But I looked into the box

deeper still…

and there it was…

one

small

light….

I held it in my hand….

and it began to grow brighter

My fear became strength….

My hurt became hope…

And my disappointments 

became my dreams.