A Year Without Rain.
I sat on the sand in a dry heated desert.
For 365 days
It did not rain.
I lay down in the valleys
At night under my shadow of reflected energy of My divine masculine
He took my past lovers
And presented to me in my dreams
Their spirits broken
Their evil slain.
My divine was unclear under the stars
In my sleep
Yet to be fully seen
I felt his light radiate as I rested.
In a year without rain.
For 365 days.
I only drank water
From tears that finally came.
And the fear that washed over me in the daylight
Relief.
Radiating, real, raw.
Fear smoldered, reflecting back in my eyes afire.
For years, I waited for this glory. Fear exiting my body. Ashes swirling, kicking up sand dunes. Leave my bones, forever tho.
You are no longer welcome here.
Suffering under the blazing Sun.
