Alchemoet

Projected darkness transforms into blessings.

Ghosts from the past yearn for my collapse,
yet my prayers wipe them away from my history.
Leaving no trace of them behind,
casting no darkness on what is ahead of me.
The universe offered me numbness as protection,
a shield I never knew I possessed within.
Storing my blessings as provisions of tomorrow.
The universe leaves no trace of them behind,
casting no darkness on what is ahead of me.

©️ Alchemoet