Elizabelle the series~evolving, devolving and involved

 
tilted toward the light, so I can see
the woman evolving and devolving within me
my soul cries in agony, travailing greatly
through labor and moans, I bring forth my inner child
with growing pains,. as honesty spills forth

from a dark place, she emerges scarred
I wonder how long she will bear this pain
My father took her from the darkness
and placed her in His womb
so she would finally heal from traumatic events
that occurred in the blackness

a darling of faith, born of the dark and light
a hybrid among the host
her light glittered so much to make the dark envious
her mother wanted purchase in the Gold Kingdom

so she set her scared child at God's doorstep
not used to the sun she shied
with time she grew to love the light
her Father being the only beacon she saw
wild of spirit and willful of soul she grew

scorned her mother comes knocking again
to try to reclaim their young child that the Gold God healed

it will not last their warring, he is in everything
diminished in strength the dark Mistress is denied
the child remembers her torments well
the Father of all realms makes introductions for her

greetings darklings of the host
telepathic hellos are extended

our Father of the light, dark and grey kingdoms abounds