In the darkness she finds comfort, it lays heavy like an iron cloak

The light violates her hidden truth, a truth as deep as the breath held in her lungs

Only barely seen, as the glare from the lighthouse scouts the vast open seas

The icy waters crash against her tender skin

Threatening to rip her to pieces, not even a great white could dare

She rocks about like a buoy on the current, perplexed

In the distance, the dawn beckons her to steady herself

She searches for the waves, yearning to be washed over

The false comfort offered by moonless skies, now stripped away as the horizon levels out

The orange warmth spreading like a fire blazing through the mountain side

A new day, her sails she must hoist

The journey has not ended

Forward she must sail, whether by choice or force

If by end of day no gains accrued, the moonless skies promise to be her comfort once more

Suffocated by its bitter sweet illusion

Imprisoned by the utter destitution

Seeking and fighting but not reaching any solution

We crawl back into that pit of despair

For our bitter contempt has become our victim's lair

We shouldn't find comfort in our pain

But instead be dancing in the rain

For life is loss and death is gain

Yet we fail to recognize the enemy's plan

Following blindly on his deceiving map

Instead if falling into the Father's lap

See, the plan He has for us is one of hope

But our impatience in His timing

Makes it hard for us to truly cope

He calls us out into the wild

Not for the motions our hearts to destroy

But so we may become brave and say: I am His child!

We endure the trials and difficulties

So we may conquer and celebrate the victories

We run life's race

So that the Father's heart we may embrace

And as the winds of change blew, with greater gust

Her sails she did adjust

For as each season brought with it a wave of new air,

Her wings she simply spread out, evolving with feisty flair

She refused to remain stagnant in that cocoon

She grew, she morphed, she bloomed

Despite the often-agonizing pains of change,

She persevered

She endured

She grew strong

For the race had not yet been completed

This was only but a tiny drop in the vast ocean of possibility

She rode the storm

She became the storm

She no longer needed the approval of man

She couldn’t be tamed and caged by the world

She’s a wild woman

She’s a queen

Like a phoenix from the ashes she will rise

The blazing furnace was never meant for her demise

Her beauty will conquer empires

No, not beauty as this world perceives but of the One who created and ordained her life,

the One who quenches her desires

They will marvel at her triumph

Yet some, of her greatness will spread lies

Drenched in God’s glorious splendour, She remains unfazed by trivial quests

She is steadfast in her Creator,

for by the streams of living water He provides her rest

Her worth is far more than rubies and pearls

Formed from diamond cutting pressure

She is a once in a lifetime type of woman

She is a masterpiece

She is me

She is you

She is a daughter of the King

Tired of the motions, exhausted by the tosses and turns

Unending tests run their course

The battle intense, there’s no remorse

Gone – further than ever before

Cross over the bridge and wait as it burns

“Soon” they say – “soon it will all fall into place”

Stare back at the clock, ten dozen moons have phased

Tired of the motions, exhausted by the tosses and turns

If you do not hurt, you will not learn

If you do not learn, those bridges once burned threaten to return

From the ashes, from the dust

Moving forward – this is a must, Crawl, roll, kick scream

The light reveals a few more moons have passed

Then suddenly she finds herself staring out at the vast lush chasm of opportunity, hopeful

Vision blurred by tear drenched lashes

This chasm once a concrete wall of strife, a valley of loneliness and despair

The journey unending, seemingly uncontoured

Here now she stood, aghast with disbelief

The pressure, the pain, the loss, the gain

The picture made clear, the road smoothing out

She survived. No. She conquered. She overcame.