Breakthrough and Silence
by Penelope Guzzo
BREAKTHROUGH
The light shines
through the darkness inside of me.
It was once swallowed
by the shadows that controlled me.
Standing there,
the heat of the light broke through
those once murky depths of my being.
He gave me the Words
that broke through the wake.
The slightest touch
of His hand pulled me out
of the deep trench I was in.
The light poured out of me,
like a waterfall.
I wanted more of the rapids
that had swept me away—
sluicing the corruption
out into the light of Him.
The Truth—
lighting up in the eyes of the Lord.
The Truth—
cascading my mind.
The Truth—
flooding my heart.
The Truth—
breaking through.
SILENCE
Shadows. Friends.
Peers. Panic.
Breathe in…
The sound of them.
Tearing me apart.
Piece by piece.
Word by word.
Screaming. Yelling.
Crying…
Not them…
Me…
Breathe in, breathe out, focus.
My hands are clammy—
the hollering stops.
I look up—
the blurring of my tears.
Eyes looking on me.
My ears still blaring
in the silence of the space.
Expecting...
But what?
I am still.
The silence pierces through the expectation
they have placed at my feet.
I want to run.
Where?
Anywhere but here.
To the ends of the Earth.
Past the void of nothing
into the Father’s hands.
No worries.
No fears.
No expectations.
Just me at His feet,
not able to feel the pain
—only peace.
But for now,
I’m just standing here.
Like a leaf in the fall,
holding onto to the branch
that birthed me.