Searching the darkness

Looking into my mind

How can the depths
Of my mind
Ever be fathomed.
It screams from a place
That can’t be seen
Darkness lying there
Requires a luminescence
Far brighter than
Is possible from the
Hands of man.
It only cries out
For a chink
Of precious radiance
To reveal the treasures
Pushed into corners.
Of this inner world.
Only the love of Jesus
Can reach into these
Cavernous spaces
Filling them with
His splendour
Reaching reality
In its rawest form
Ready to be faced
And for healing to begin

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