Metamorphosis

Clouds coat the dreary night sky A cleansing rain befalls me , as if to bring forth a new era A cure to that which has plagued me, has all but swallowed me entirely A wretched soul crying out for mercy, for an end For a beginning The cool clean mist rips every sin from my body, only to be flushed into the earth Soaking in re-creation, the cold cannot reach me Nor can the damage I feared irreversible The dark my punishment The rainfall my atonement And the sun my freedom, my new life