Shine when no one has yet to have even seen your light
Or cared about it

Be the brightness in the lack
The voice in the desolate wilderness

Who you really are going up into the openness of the skies
The freedom of truth being released feeding the entire world unawares


The beauty that existed
For beauty’s sake

Be the light in a world of blindness
Your presence the catalyst for the miracle

The True Witness will speak the brightness of your rising
And create the adoration of your beauty

Rage against the darkness, rage against the silence of death
For your being is their end

Even though their consumption is a silent glory you see In the secret of your heart

Before anyone else


 "Truly, I say to you, among those born of women there has arisen no one greater than John the Baptist. Yet the one who is least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he." Matthew 11:11 (ESV)

Eric Sanchezshine, poetry, prophecy