No Divine Plan

Acrostic. Light born into darkness

Nocturnal creatures emerge from the shadows

Over my shoulder I take one last look at the light

Determined to find my way, I begin to follow

Into the labyrinth is where I begin this life

Venturing into the depths of pain and suffering

Inching closer to the divine within

No voice of Father, the Moon is nurturing

Enveloped in black velvety arms, starry skin

Pierced with diamonds, Her face glitters

Liquid words babble, course through my body

Anxious when I hear Her voice, heart flutters

Nowhere to be found, She echoes inside of me