Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Emmanuel Williams

I woke up from my slumber, just as the Sun I raised up as high as my heart's desires.

The horizon wait's for the sun to perfectly align, so too with my expectations. Only exception there is no horizon for my expectations to meet in any way, shape or form.

I take 3 steps towards my mirror.
Instead of seeing my reflection.
I saw white roses embedded with blood.
A reflection crafted by the "World"

But HE defeated the " World"
For what was once stolen and ruined
Has now been restored and made new through him.
I blinked and now I just saw white roses, but this time with covered a net as his covenrant.

My expectations now had a horizon to meet, and it was him.

© 2024 Emmanuel Williams


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Added on March 29, 2024
Last Updated on March 29, 2024