My Light

November 16, 2011

A life.
new young, shinning..
standing tall over all the world.
sheltered and safe,
in the arms of love.
Sudden storms
send it crashing down.
gone.
ground zero.
Nothing
but twisted metal and broken glass...
and
silence.
...
...
...
peeking over the
eastern horizon
a tiny glow
seen
finding it's way up
over the mountains and clouds.
finding it's age old circle.
Casting fractured beams.
Curled up
in the rubble,
soaked in dispair,
dirty from mistakes made.
scarred,
scared
wounded.
As broken
as my surroundings.
the light like
gentle hands
lifts my eyes to the heaven focused.
lifts my head
lifts my heart above the wreckage.
The softest whisper of a whisper,
hope
stirring in the night.
I stand
Brush the hurt off my hands,
look down at my shattered
self.
my scars still bleed,
my heart still tightens
at memory's echo.
I look up.
the light
high in the sky now,
but coming lower...
...
...
...
until it falls into my eyes
down
settling in my heart.
I fall, curl back up on the ground.
Afraid.
I notice
the everyday ache
fade.
drop by drop.
a Voice,
sudden, white and clear.
Unmistakable.
             "yes?"
"feed my sheep."
             "father?"
"do you love me?"
             "I love you, Father."
"feed my sheep."
I followed the voice
to a place of utter brokenness.
"sing"
 i stretch out my hands, and open myself away.
Light surrounds me,
propelled from inside.
blinded by my tears.
                      "how?"
"open your eyes."
they open slow,
cleared of the salty mask.
The light on my arms and hands and face
wasn't only from inside me.
it shone brightly above
on the broken neediness
surrounding me.
sharp glass marring the face of the soil,
catching the light and throwing it up.
back up heavenward where it came.
directed,
deflected,
reflected,
ignited.
shards of pain,
glowing beautifully.
my scars shinning like pearl
in his light.
                   "i love you."
My healer.
My reason.
My way.
My why.

My Light.