I Left No Trace, In Empty Space

Three days ago, I was buried on the ground as it seems! A cascade of issues as the days go by. The unrelenting sorrows and pain--- Weak, broken, desolation it brings! I seized the world with open hands, optimism, smile, love as much as could. Full of hope, peace and wisdom. Still joy would vanish out of sight. I left no trace in an empty space. In the reality behind the smile, as the world known for. The hidden darkness in the hush of silence Is the act beyond their willpower. I left no trace, no more words to say, because 'till my last breathe, they wore me a thorny crown. Trying to make my soul empty and thin. My second home opened the golden gate anew. Far from the sharp-bladed tongue that almost killed me and tortured my brain into-depth reality. When peace seems obscure I sat in a solitary room, calling my angels-- for cure. Relief, breathe as I prayed in silence Fearless, and walked away in peace. I've sought the above, but the answer is on the ground. Yes, my inner self revives me-- the real crown is in my heart and soul in good deeds. I found my wealth not in my purse but upon the cross. In humble hearts and quiet grace, I met my Lord in an empty space.