I finally sit and rest my weary soul.
Hope’s ether escapes through the punched holes in my skin.
Dragons chasing me through endless scorched and burnt fields
dimly lit by my own black sun.
It wasn’t until I raised my head and
let the rain pour down on my face.
The drops cleansed a life time of
wear and tear.
I opened my eyes and see the lion and the lamb.
Laying down together in the shade underneath the trees.
Children laughing and playing nearby.
The stream reflects the sun on its surface.
Sparkling diamonds float on top of the water.
I finally sit and rest my weary soul.
