What is it that I seek? Why do I flee from the void within? In this fleshly prison, I am bound, burdened, it seems, for eternity.

Between two realms, I stand: one of love and one of hate. My loneliness acknowledged, hate calls to me with seductive arms, the great god of malice dances before my hollow heart. Darkness draws to darkness, yet my soul battles against its somber pull. I yearn to touch the light. Wearied feet, a body craving rest. I falter from the strife within.

I awake to the light, its brilliance blinding. When my eyes can open again, I gaze into the skies’ hue. Held by the mightiest arms, soot from my face is washed with clear, cold waters, a cup given to quench my thirst. Gentle hands smooth the furrows from my brow, tender fingers wipe my tears. My feet, bathed in pristine waters. In the most tender arms, I am cradled. Love encircles me, desolation exits the chambers of my heart now filled with light. Peace, a tender embrace. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer