I name the darkness,
and my chains
along with their power
fall to the ground
where they are trodden
underfoot.
Nothing hidden
will not be brought
into the light.
Nothing that is false
will not be burned up
in the Holy Fire
of Love.
O Divine, I am Yours
and You are mine.
I find myself
and there You are too,
You have been here all along.
You, a believer,
when I could not believe.

 Ⓒ Sarah S. Walters