Vertical rhomboid shapes,
metallic, silver, black,
and aggressive,
are carving themselves,
titillating,
from obscurity into light.

I’m naked lying down inside the earth,
brown, warm, very warm,
I live amongst the roots of the trees, mycellium,
and a motherly, nurturing, protecting soil
that resembles clay.

From there all of a sudden,
I become,
white light,
unequivocally pure,
a diamond of the purest essence, shining bright and now finally free, healed,
all darkness gone.

No more suffering.
No more pain.
No more void.
Brand new.
Clean slate.

Hello,
my name is Graciela.
I’m a diamond.
I’m pure light.