I was always blessed
A light of life was a always shining
Somewhere behind dark and stormy skies
And sadly I never knew the blessings awaiting me
But here is the thing about hardship
Struggle
Adversity and pain
They all come to us as teachers
As primal educators of the soul
There were dark and cold years
I longed for so much from you
But always I seemed to inhabit
And empty echoey room
From with witnessing and warmth was absent
That this became so familiar I forgot
There was another way
So if I spent years in
Both a solitary and haunted place
It’s okay
The darkest of times were always reseeding
Even if there ever present memory
Seemed to eclipse everything
For now after all the wilderness years
Of sorrow and tears
And hurting
Lately peace and laughter bubble up
From deep within the underground spring of my soul
As you and I share deeply
And I finally taste the sweetest seeds
Of both acceptance and forgiveness