streaked

Beauty in truth as tears smear the sun

Ashes reveal the grace of the perfect one

Flames explode as a million stars burst

My God I swear this world is cursed

But please don’t stop the rain it will make me clean

And remove the stains of all I’ve seen

As the ashes make streaks that cover me

My hands are the only things I see

Holding my face as I weep and moan

Begging to be saved from this home

Somehow in the rubble beauty appears

As I see your face through my tears

And I realize as I sit here wounded and bare

I never saw your face till it was all that was there