Looking into the sunbeam, I can see the light.
It’s the light that leads, shines, encompasses my savings.
I have placed all safety in The Light, The Life that has carried me.
I watch dawn awake from its restless sleep.
I remember that past that suppressed, depressed, enstrangled me.
Yet, I shake off memories, believing they’ll depart, as I make a new start, letting Light transform me.
Embrace me. Engulf me, till I am no more.
I look into tomorrow. I see yesterday. The pain stakes. The aches. The remembrances of nothingness.
I ignore, deplore the sorrow to flee from me. Yet, it makes me, the stake that will stand in barren land, & drives me further into the future of who I will be.
Who I can be. Who I am.
Tenacity should be my war cry. But surrender is my strength. My way that led to yesterday is the life I chose to make.
Now, I carry a new cross. One of more than loss. I count the cost. I rejoice in the loss. I arise to life, while facing yesterday.
For the past is the present. Tomorrow a reflection of what I have seen.
I gleam. Beam. Inflamed with new life.
For the dying is what has set me free! The knowledge of the cross prepares me for eternity.
And it is worth the cost. To lose to gain. To die to live. To fight flesh so that I can remain.
For the dark can’t destroy, if we choose to see. When light shines brighter.
Stars are fire in the eyes of My Redeemed!
