I am stripped bare of all

but my faith.

I stand here shaking

in the wind.

Try to clothe me,

and I shrug my shoulders

in release.

I am dressed in garments

of sorrow,

all my dreams

are shredded rags.

But take no notice of me,

this emptiness

is my redemption. 

I am rising to meet the sun,

I will be propelled back down

to the green earth.

I am a chrysalis,

beauty awaits,

jewels will adorn my crown.

This is resurrection,

born of nothingness.

I am joy hiding behind a cloud,

eagerly waiting for the rain.