Shock as he finally sees himself as he is,
After a long life worn down
A mind worn out
The lies of pride carried forcefully so long
As jewelry about the neck
Gemstones, precious metals, even platinum with diamonds,
All the beauty and wealth the world offers,
Held up so high.
Even the beauty of women loved, faded.
Reality crushes the spirit
Breaks the soul’s delusions into so many pieces
Into a fine dust blown away by a sudden chill wind.
His mind finally quiet,
His broken heart finally forced open,
His will finally humbled, bowed low.
Eyes lift toward the true mystery of Heaven above
Tears reach out with empty hands
And, at last a tiny, foolish seed drops into the mind,
Into the once dormant spirit;
“Reality is a Savior,
The Messiah who already came for you!”
A new blanketing comfort surrounds
Knowledge of His peace experienced
Truth begins to grow,
New life sprouts as true life is found
Seemingly at the very end
A new creation steps forward
Given to one who never knew how to receive.