Warmth

I bask in the warmth 
Of heavens glow
Gentle raindrops 
Bathe my soul

Daemons retreat
For where they came
To no longer point
Their fingers of blame

A healing light
As the sun shines down
Lighting my path
While I’m homeward bound

Rising up 
From my fall from grace
I have arrived
At a sacrosanct place
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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