Out of the shadows it glows
like a little piece of ethereal
rock on a seashore. It glitters
and flickers till it blinds me –
a snowman in spring warmth.
From the hollow of my fated
demise, I see this otherworldly
torch touch and topple my gloom,
lift and lighten my load as I take a
dramatic turn to divinity. The One
whom I’ve rejected all winter now
bears my fate in His loving hands.
If I didn’t know God’s love existed,
I breathe that air now.