On the darkest paths, I walked in deepest night
Stormy skies and winding roads I tripped and I fell.
On blooded knees, on bruised elbow,
Sometimes I would sit helplessly alone,
Thinking myself a stranger on this planet.

I crawled down my path, at times, progress slow.
Progress pained and unsteady at best.
With a hollow heart, I howled into the darkness,
Angry and Forsaken~ Lost and maltreated~
Butterfly soft, I felt a flicker of faith whispered "Hope".
Epiphanically,... read more...