Saviour

Overgrown thorns
And vanished bright-lit….
It went dark.

It went down.

All things erased
Time raced so fast….

It was a blur.
It was their chance.
Questions flocked
Through this head 

And yet He lend 

A hand.
He cloaked me in

A blanket safely covered

From the grims.
Deflecting and

Pushing me to 

The sunlit skies.
~S.H.~