Gentle Kiss.

Maria.

We must not fear The Darkness,

and we must not let ourselves be blinded by The Light.

Pain that burns,

Truth that stings.

Hurt and Suffering, lest we forget, that which makes us Compassionate, Empathetic, and Understanding.

Bitter, Salty Tears, lest we forget, that which trickles down our dirtied, soiled cheeks.

Hurt and Suffering as they trickle forth upon skin dirtied, soiled, calloused, poison percolates thus released.

Tattered Threads, woven of a sturdy cloth but now faded, torn, ragged, and stained.

Hurt and Suffering lest we forget, shackled monster rattles the cage.

Shrouded in Darkness, tattered and threadbare hangs by a string, but too lest we forget, once before and once again are we clean and pure internally, Righteous Path, Unshaken In Our Faith.

Darkest Hour,

Tattered Flag,

Threadbare.

Alkonost,

Voice Resounded,

Underneath These Wings.

And so I whisper her name.

We must always remain Unshaken In Our Faith. Lest we forget that The Righteous Path will never lead us astray.

Blinded by The Light, we must shield our eyes and feel our way to Salvation, Quiet, Salvation, Upon Raging Waves.

And in our Darkest Hour, we must Trust in her Shelter, Trust in her Voice Resounded, The Alkonost with wings outspread shall she never lead us back into Darkness.

Let these tears fall as they may. it's okay to Cry.

To Struggle through our Darkest Hour, will our Sins thus be forgiven. Our eyes may be shielded from and blinded by The Light, or completely shrouded in Darkness, but The Righteous Path will resound above all else like The Voice Of The Alkonost, thus in time of need and great hardship, empowered will we be with The Will To Survive. Her Voice will never lead us astray.

Salvation. Quiet Salvation.

May my Sins be thus forgiven in my Darkest Hour, my time of need and immense hardship.

May these tears be spilled forth, but not in vain. May I Trust in her Voice Resounded, and in her Wings Outspread. Shackled monster rattles the cage; but may The Righteous Path lead me away from my Suffering. That I may be Forgiven for my Sins, and be released of these chains.

May my trials open my eyes and my spirit fully to a life of Compassion, Empathy, and genuine Understanding.

Tears trickle forth as I whisper her name.

Twilight now upon me, first gentle rays of the sun.

Compassion and Forgiveness, so too alive to see another day.

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