in which the transmutation of our demons
may reveal angels of good fortune,
lifting our burdens
to clear way for the blessings...

Beautiful verse here, this reminds me of the fact that your use of paradox is simply amazing in almost every verse of this poetic piece, there is a ounce of paradox.
The verse above got me thinking, sometimes in our darkest dissapointment we discover something very good by serendipity. Sometimes we face inner inclacerations but on the long ruby it brings us freedom and relief, it's not all negativity that seems pure negative. A seed needs to die before it's reborn into a plant. Awesome piece Rok