Shattered by a crushing blow to heart,
body, or spirit,
The ego left for nearly dead.
A lucky few surrender and cry out to God,
Thereby allowing the miracle of grace,
To sweep swiftly through their broken places,
Reigniting their soul’s flame,
Calming and drawing them into,
A dark inner wilderness,
Replete with emotional dragons, demons, and ghosts,
The likes of which few would care to know, or dare to go.
Yet turning back now,
Is to play pretend.
The trusted companion, grace,
Alights young soul travelers,
With joy, love, gratitude, peace and forgiveness,
Giving them strength to go the mile,
Clearing and navigating,
The once hidden path of God’s Will.
Leading them down, out and all the way through,
To the (other), spiritually lighter side.
Young spirits freed,
Don their new wings.