The Road to Damascus

By Vikki

They say

That love makes you blind

But I don't think they meant it quite this

        Literally

Wander down the road

Not really wandering—

A purpose in my steps, destroy those people, those

        Rebellious People

That part of me that thinks there's something

        More

        Than what I've been told

The part of me that thinks I have not found It

        Whatever It is

And the darkness in my mind is a smothering thing

So I didn't expect this

        Epiphany

                                Rising light

                Coming down

        Onto me

And suddenly I knew that part of me was right—

        It was here

But It was a He, and He smiled, and it was as if the darkness crumbled

A bright light shining upon my soul

And He speaks, and I listen

And I know

And He knows

That I have never felt

        Seen

        Heard

        Imagined

                This way before

And I never want to know as I knew before

He has my heart in His hands

He holds it more carefully than I ever did

Because somehow I am more precious to Him

        Than I was to myself

But no longer

He shows me my worth

And I cry

And He holds me

This is comfort

I tremble to know this is what was meant to be

I melt into his arms and do not feel—

        Know!

That I have found that piece of me I never had

I am blind

But He lifts the scales from my eyes

And that is love.