Burned with Heaven's Light

I walk these lands, the grounds now barren--

the flowers withered; a stench of despair

hangs, heavy, in the air.

All before my eyes, my brothers and sisters are dying.

They lay asleep in the wake of broken dreams,

and learned helplessness.

"Awake," I shout, "Awake my beloved kin!"

But the light cannot be seen in their eyes; Their brightness has been stolen.

But I walk, with the marks of wonder in my bones,

and the air of eternity on my breath--

"Arise!" I shout again, 

yet my words fall flat on their deaf ears.

These melodies from my mouth are not recognized.

The darkness may have taken root, but it cannot win.

I have stared the devil in his eyes and this is what I saw:

Fear..

of never knowing Love.

And I heard this fallen angel laugh at my Light, the stench of death whispered from his lips.

I closed my eyes as my heart burned with Heaven's Light.

I was reminded of the Strength that blazed in my soul, a fire that can only illuminate.

The darkness can only win if you forget The Eternal Hope

and I was reminded of Victory.

See, my Hope, it is inextinguishable.

And because of this, I walk these lands, unafraid of what I've seen or of what's to come.

These lands are my heart, tattered and torn, scarred and scorned,

 and this world is at War,

Yet, Love, remains my Victory.

These scars remind me: the hurt will come, but it will heal;

These are the duties of the heart, to feel and fight.

And so, we Awake again. We rise again.

The flames now burn with a different purpose.

The flames no longer damage, rather, they refine,

and my light shines,
piercing through the darkness.

From these ashes, I rise.

I rise.

As a phoenix, bold and beautiful, I rise.

As a warrior, beloved and brave, I rise.

As a fire, blazing and brilliant, I rise.

This light will shine eternal.

And I am no longer afraid of This Light.