I stand
Pressed up against glass
Gazing out and upwards into darkness
Towards Golgotha.
Midafternoon,, yet only darkness swirls before me
Screams of agony tear my ears
Demonic laughter rumbles
Despair-thickened darkness
A different shout rings forth
IT IS FINISHED!
All else is silenced
Darkness shreds
Living Light overpowers
Raising the very dead
The Glory of God, golden light
Drives me to my knees
Sheltered behind the glass.
Pure light illuminates all
Over me it pours red
Stained by the glass
As I behold the glory of God
Which no eye can fully bear
Mercifully revealed as I stare
Through the blood of the Son.
Part 2
The power of the light
Transforms all it touches
Moves me
Lifts me to stand
My wonder increases
As the glass becomes clearer, brighter
Shot through with streaks of purple and gold
I gaze about, lost in wonder
Amazed at the Love and Power
Pouring into me, over me
Through the glass
More I take in
Sweeter it grows
Lily-whiteness all, at last
Yet one blemish remains
My shadow.
Those behind me
See only glimmers
Of Light pouring into me
I look at them, first with pity
Then Love, and Humility
Transform shadow.
And those behind begin to point
As the blood-red hue
Reaches them too
They think I have changed
Been utterly turned into fire
But I smile, because I know
That at last
I have been utterly changed
Into glass.

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