Being a revelation was harder than having the revelation

Being a revelation meant living the revelation

Stored in my head

Left for dead

Only chance reminded me

Only chance reminded me to see

Breathing in - experimentation

Breathing out - differentiation

I wait for it to be me

I wait for transfiguration

The revelation all consuming

Left nothing to the imagination for it was all-illuming

Radiant heart makes empathetic art

On the door

Enlarging the roar

In my ears

As loud as my tears

Today I have no fears.