Feed me, I am weakened by the weight of life
Strength is gone. I lie as useless, aging rags
Cloud-filled skies reflect my inner, darkened strife
Windless sails go nowhere, hopes are drooping flags

In the musty cellar I am all alone
Echos ring back silence, empty, forlorn
Thoughts are but a torture, wild seeds I’ve sown
Dreams at best are frozen, worst- they are stillborn

From this darkened chamber I detect a light
Prayers had reached the heavens, washing my blind eyes
There I saw your presence, powerful Good Knight
Darkness fled, chains were broke, gloom found its demise

Now I stand in realms of heavenly light
Free and loved, enjoying You, in pure delight.

Laurie A. Stasi 4/4/13

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