Free at light!
Living in my world of black and grey
There’s no colour in sight
My tormentors are like shadows
Yet I feel them around me
Like leaches they sap the life out of me
The chains of depression that bound me are
as dark as night
Thoughts of suicide run through my head
But I’m assured it’s a waste of time
because here, there’s neither dying nor living
I ask and scream night and night for there
is no day here
Will any one save me? Can any one save me?
Suddenly a white bright light penetrates my
world
And the wider it becomes the more I dare to
believe
And then the greyness of my sadness flees
at the sight of the light
My black depression disintegrates
My tormentors are nowhere to be found
And then the ruby red light of love hits me
The sapphire blue of peace shines upon me
The warmness of the amber yellow of joy
envelopes me
And the emerald green of hope fills me in
ways I couldn’t have imagined
Is this a dream? I ask myself,
I know the answer is nought
Because here dreams turn to dust
And then I dare to search for the source of
this beauty
But needn’t look far or long
For there he is a brilliant white light
piercing my darkness and taking my pain away
Light so bright it pervades the darkest
corners of my world
His crown of gems radiating the colours I
newly got acquainted with
His face so bright that but for the chains
holding me steadfastly
I
would have shield my eyes at the sight of him
But then his face would have been hid from
me
And
there for once I was grateful for those chains that held me
Because they stopped me from letting my
humanity get in the way of seeing him
Of seeing his face, a face so holy, so
peaceful, so full of joy and hope, it was surreal
And as his hand stretches before me I have
but one thought “can this be real?”
And then I hear a voice sweeter than the
chiming of wind chimes
More melodious than a thousand orchestras
put together
Yet with greater authority than the thunder
And it replies ‘you called, I answered, do
you believe?’
The question so evident in his eyes that
now I know
I know I believe him, I know without a
doubt that he is my saviour, my friend, my master
And that he is just and true
And with more conviction that I never
thought was possible I reply ‘yes I do’
Yea our hands touch, nay they collide
And I feel a hole, a seal of his love for
me.
The last of my chains break off
At this moment I feel myself being
transformed, my world being renewed
My
sadness becoming joy
My desolation and despair vanishing
My nights receiving light
My greys turning into colours
My blacks becoming white
And then at the sight of him, I know
Yes I just know I am free.
Free at light!
The
end.
