Lying underneath the trees watching the sky,
I find myself saying 'Amen I'm alive! '
Hear your voice echo wishing I would die,
regardless of how I progress or strive.

Stars sing a lullaby with hope I stared,
living in fear isn't living at all.
Gradually my heart was repaired,
when I raised my hands up to His call.

Your fury in life won't affect my heart,
past, present, future, you are irrelevant.
Preserving what I am now we're apart,
headed towards solid enlightenment.

These invisible corridors removed,
in recognition of a new woman.
Tear-stained impressions remain forever soothed,
your barbaric shadows forever ran.

Acid sketched images of your lost soul,
brought forth a woman of wisdom and strength.
In captive of the Almighty's control,
tranquility inspired to live beneath.

Through unconditional love that lives on,
equals the innocence of a wise fawn.

Kristin Nicole RothDavis

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/personal-parousia/