Shadows of the past disappear

Revealing a mirrored reflection

Of who we have become

The wisdom gained, tempered

With the

O Lord Jesus here with all my might,

Help me serve You Lord day and night,

Spiritual enlightment I now seek,

My spiritual

The freedom to believe in God is to be believed in by God.

It is in the soul He will prod.

We see its evidence in the sky

"Dezarae, is that you?" whispered Happiness.

His gaze pierced my soul, filling it full of joy.

I quickly wiped my tears,

Just as a seed creates the means to pierce the outermost plane of soil,
its realm of origin, and
grows tall within a new realm