lost i wandered
the dark hills

blind reaching
out to nothing solid

cold rejection
bitter earth swollen shut

feet buried in
mud sucking me down

on one last morning
clouds broke

so i could
sense soft waves

cleansing the
sickness from my sight

washing the
Lightness through and over me

my body drifting
ashore to ground

two feet
gathering strength standing upright

as gentle
grains of angel’s tears

did scrub my
sins transformed into forgiveness

looking up
with new bright vision

there was the
green soothing pasture

peace
whispered loud on holy ground

through it all now begins my restoration