I am lost in the darkness,
Blind tothe light,
Struggling to find my way,
in this stygian night.
I know that there is somewhere,
A place prepared for me,
But my wanderings have not revealed,
What my destiny will be,
The world is spinning freely,
There is no one at the helm,
Gyrating wildly like a top,
Into a darker realm
Send someone to guide me,
Is heaven that for away?
Where is my guardian angel,
To teach me how to pray.
If there is a God? then show me,
Let me see his face,
Give me understanding,
Help me moderate my pace.
I saw the sun this morning,
It warmed my heart to see,
A new day now was dawning.
With the freedom to be free.
Truth is all that matters,
In that you must not yield,
Keep it by your side,
And it will always be your shield.
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A refined poetic imagination, Damian Cranney. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.