The darkness of my heart hid the path.
Once again I saw nothing ahead of me.
Without my vision, I lost my purpose.
My stumbling taught me how lost I was.
I wandered in a desolate land.
I knew that I couldn’t go on.
I prayed for light and a way out.
A friend brought a candle for me.
I feel hope now; I progress each day.
I push onward and live in peace.
W. Wayne B.
Dec. 29, 2011
This is a lovely poem, very positive. :)