Now, 
I can see the stars 
even in the light of day – 
no need for 
ego,
the world’s stroking of which never satisfied anyway – 
I stand stretched out 
and bare
feeling not exposed
or vulnerable
just bare,
my face lifted to the stars 
once more
but this time in an 
overwhelming reverence 
that washes away 
all of my self
my pity 
my need – 
for in Your Presence 
now I stand
where need no longer exists – 
neither does that
small
small 
self
that wielded its puny power 
for far too long. 
The beauty of this 
now 
is
the chains and shackles I once accepted 
matter not 
and neither does my diseased acceptance of them – 
for in Your Presence 
now I stand 
where love is all that exists. 
Oh, 
and now I can see 
all the stars
because of the 
Light 
of 
Your
Way.