I am a Lightworker

at best, don’t you see?

This is what my Spirit

has called my soul to be.

At times this call is deep,

it awakes me from my sleep.

It engages every fiber of my

being, it clears past the offense

of the obscene. It engulfs judgement

as if it were never deemed.

It alights a spark of an

unmistakable mark.

I can cover this design if

I ignore as if a waste of time.

I can manipulate the sign if

I script this intuitive hone for the

glory of none other than my own.

I am a vessel, a channel, an angel of sorts.

I believe in my heart I am here for this and

so much more. I am a Lightworker, of course.