redemption - poem

trembling fingers reach out

for a comfort.

a sign.

a moment of raw and

pure vulnerability that leaves

you with a sense of

freedom.

child, thine eyes may weep

but never go blind.

vision confined.

blur out the rough edges

and seek refuge.

sanctuary.

arms of grace come in

many a form.

warmth so deep,

as if a hug from the sun.

or as it were the Son.

my savior?

rejected since childhood,

am i allowed

redemption?

second chance to find

a love thought to be

a lie?

cool metal squeezed

between sweaty palms

that once felt so

utterly wrong.

choking on a sob

held back for years.

this is my moment

to release.

to allow myself peace.

and truly move forward

eagerly questioning

everything I once believed

to be the truth.

my redemption is

You.

your shinning glory,

your warmth.

you and all you are,

i accept.

#MoonPoetry