Sitting in darkness, grieving much loss, Mourning and Death cast their shadows across my stillness. Immobile, in pain: Hope has not fled, but my inner light wanes. Drained, strained, stained by the aftermath, Everything lost, forced down an unknown path.
Sweet Mercy spies me: Inward affection Stirred by compassion flings my direction Shards blazing brightly: yellow, pink, gold beams pierce the darkness, Encompass my soul. Gemstone brilliance—shining topaz, citrine, Padparadscha and amber with fiery gleam, Slicing through cords, shredding the bonds of darkness and shadow. I’m loosed to respond to Dayspring’s embrace.
With laughter and love
He tilts my chin up. Skies dazzle above!
He drenches my eyes with His burgeoning splendor,
Floods me with radiance, Sonlight so tender.
Dawn from on high has come to release
An ever-expanding, bright blaze of peace.
Shalom floods my heart, spills over my feet,
Brilliant rays swelling, my path is replete
with luminous beams
Guiding my way.
Peace leads me onward to fullness of day.
“…through the tender mercy of our God, with which the Dayspring from on high has visited us; to give light to those who sit in darkness and the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.” (Luke 1:78-79 NKJV)
“But the path of the righteous is like the light of dawn, which shines brighter and brighter until full day.” (Proverbs 4:18 ESV)
Listen: God of All Splendor, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZzGrRk0FM0
Kathryn Kircher, Writer
Rhonda Bailey, Photographer