Faith
Slender beams of sunlight enter this darkened room.
As I kneel,
Always alone,
Always lost,
Frozen here,
WAITING.
My hallowed soul forms,
Wrought in panes of glass as dust dances,
Forming an image in my mind,
Penetrating my darkened soul,
A reflection on my face.
I raise my head,
Now embracing this eternal fate.
Copyright © Mandy Jolly | Year Posted 2023
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