This Epiphany
In this Epiphany,
this season of luminosity,
I long to seek the Light.
Yet simultaneously I find myself
strangely attracted
to the darkness.
For there in the shadows
I don't have to give name
to that which is hidden therein.
There is a false sense of comfort hiding under this shroud of concealment.
It is a painful journey to speak the truth to self; to name that which hides in the shadows; to come toward the light. This is where healing begins. Revealed; naked; exposed as me
before the One who knew me from the start in this Epiphany.
There is a false sense of comfort hiding under this shroud of concealment.
It is a painful journey to speak the truth to self; to name that which hides in the shadows; to come toward the light. This is where healing begins. Revealed; naked; exposed as me
before the One who knew me from the start in this Epiphany.
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