On the verge of utter hopelessness, when I was just about to question the existence of God, I came across you.
A modest embodiment, a persona of the most simplistic aura, and the subtle penumbra of your nature soothed my blemished soul.
The bruises of the past were not yet healed, the scars were deep indeed, the blades of the agonies tampered the soft petals of the soul, heartlessly ripping it apart.
On the outside, I had forgotten who am I, whats my worth, where should I hide my charred body. My dear ones lost hope on me, thought, soon I am going to perish and turned their faces.
It was right then when I saw a distant light, soft but powerful, mellowed yet convincing, far but still I could see it and feel its presence.
Slowly it penetrated my wounds, and the healing effect was simply magical.
Its beams caressed the wretchedness and steadily unmasked my careless beauty.
The heaviness that bore on me, lifted up, the dark clouds faded away, the brightness was inevitable.
I opened my eyes and fought with a stubborn lock of hair that nestled itself on my eyelids.
I let my self out of my cocoon and step into the new dawn. I see myself ablaze, resurrected, in the glory of your love.
