Shadow Lands.

Backed into a corner, you are trapped. Taunted. Teased. Torn apart from limb to limb…mocked. Mistreated. Ignored. Judged.

The harsh light looms above you….its heat unbearable as every flaw, every weakness, your scars---your imperfections—exposed.

They close in on you…trap you in a corner…their formidable figures block you in…their bodies form a circle enclosing you—the sinister shadows they cast dance upon the wall—this wall, yes that’s the one, the one your nose is pressed upon…the one you are backed up against…the one you have been climbing for years---for decades---for life.

And all this time, you have closed your eyes--to forget….and you DREAM: (of)

Standing before the jury,

Undefined---nothing.

Identity--lost.

Charged---criminal.

Incarcerated—prisoner.

Death penalty—judged.

Escape.

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This dream becomes your fantasy…your lost reality. Hope gives way to heartsick hankering—for rest—for peace—for an end to all of …this.

This hurt. This pain. This loneliness that crushes.

This seems too much. The judging, taunting, encircling crowd…the shadows.

But these shadows are not real. It is only light reflecting---off different shapes and forms—and my…my interpretation of it…the shadows…like clouds…I can shape in my mind…I can see them differently…shape…shadows….sight…SEE.

Escape is the dream….

Yet to SEE the truth come into the light—risen beyond the shadows--is reality.

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"Fear has a large shadow, but he himself is small.”—Ruth Gendler

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Praying today, that the dark shadows are seen for what they truly are…and that we realize we are loved…we are GOOD…and we are children of LIGHT~