One night I lay sleeping in my bed of comfort, then before I knew it I was
dropping from my body and plunging into a world beneath the Earth.
A world shrouded in darkness, with only the candle of wisdom as my compass through the dense terrain
I heard the loud screams of monsters crying,
pleading for forgiveness, begging for a drop of love to fall and quench their endless thirst to be seen, to be heard and embraced.
Shocked by this sight, my knees fell before their feet.
My heart bowed before the spark of love that glimmered through their pain-filled eyes.
I cried an ocean that night, as I wept, grieved and prayed for their forgiveness, for it was I who had condemned them to this cave covered in darkness, with no windows for the light of love to enter and bring nourishment to their abandoned hearts.
“You are a sunflower that has bloomed with no sun, forgive me for the veils I created to conceal your beauty.”
“You have seen our true nature and our frightening appearance, yet choose to love us to despite it all.
You have given us the solace that we sought within this abyss.
It is your love and understanding that has been our daily prayer.
Eternally grateful we are for the warm blanket of compassion you have clothed us in.”
“What are demons that have been loved and understood?” “angels” I replied.
What we call demons are just
angels of a different heaven.
Gaze into the eyes of your
frightening shadows and
witness the light of compassion
gazing back at you.