Her Spiritual Shield

Spiritual shield for preserving truth and oneself.

Armed with her spiritual shield of knowledge, truth and hidden secrets,

She presses her protection with Gods' blessings against her chest,

She will no longer be a secret of shame,

Using her powerful gifts as weapons of self preservation against lies,

The odor in the room is that of death and stench,

Rotting smells fill the hallways of the writing rooms,

A scent of deceit still lingers,

Pushing provocation of revenge to another place of light,

She prays to the one who placed this shield in her hands,

The sword was sheathed to be replaced by a veil,

The shroud remains on her body,

Peeking from behind her black laced curtain,

She knows she is not alone,

Good has company in her travels far from this darkness of denial,

Betrayal still lurks in hidden messages not hidden to discernment or gifts,

She was never a master,

She was a great teacher of hidden symbols,

Of love so grandeur that she did not want to lose one soul,

But she did from lack of valor or courage.

I lost Mine.

Author's Note

in progress