The sun,
Symbol of my soul.
There is a darkness,
Within the arch of the halo.
The halo,
Symbol of my inner light.
An Arch of Golden Light, only visible in the clouds.
In the fading of the arch, darkness fades.
Clouds are no longer clouds.
The sky is aglow with a shimmering message of wholeness.
When clouds of pain surround my soul,
An Arch of Pure Light holds my being,
Until the pain is seen and set free.
Pain is no longer pain.
My being is illuminated with an abiding message of healing.
The halo,
The Arch of Golden Light.
A beautiful reminder of my wholeness.
A silent sign of completeness.
An invisible essence,
Becoming present,
As a tender invitation from Home
Calls forth.