The King showed himself to me,
while I struggled to see the beauty in myself.
His words calmed me down,
as his presence held me tightly.
I see his face everyday,
His words becoming clearer to me.
My body makes way for him,
As he descends in to my life.
I try to reach his hands,
struggling as our fingers collide.
My world starts to spin around,
My life starts to turn around,
And I hold his hands finally.
I realise as I do,
The Darkness engulfing me.
What I held right now,
Was always within me.