A tsunami of emotions is being held back by a wall of defences, unwavering and steadfast, the barriers insist they protect.

While my heart is yearning for relief, my mind wallows in grief.

My body, unwilling to reason, conspires to treason, in order to maintain the distortion of my reality.

The awakening is as pertinent as relevant, and lost in this maze of horrors, still, life keeps promising hope and redemption.

When I recognise Your Face in everyone I encounter

Your Glory is revealed to me for

Help me to recognise that I am but asleep.