……………………………A cage for my mind, bars are tight

………………………Thoughts escape but soon come back 

………………………A glimpse of Light,warm and right 

……………………The darkness runs away, no more black

…………………….The ugliness creeps and crawls again

…………………….Please let it stop, please let it end

……………………..I pray and I pray and stop with amen

…………..As I finish, Light is there, my love, my friend

……………………The cage is broke, the prisoner is free

……………………All along freedom was there

…………………….The bars were real, at least to me

…………………….Light knew what I could not bear

………………………The sentence was long, I had to endure

………………………Thoughts were tainted, not my own

……………………A poison to which, Light is the only cure

………………………Heart of flesh, no longer a stone

There was a time when poetry was my outlet. A way to uncork the bottle of emotions that were stored in the cellar of my mind. I am awe-struck when the Lord reveals a memory of battles long ago that ended in victory. Hard fought battles with scars to show. Scars that tell me, I didn’t give up, He supplied my strength. I am still here. Living, breathing, moving, loving, praying. If you are battling and you feel like your life is at stake, don’t quit. Jesus will go ahead of you and battle the darkness that is engulfing you at this very moment. Take His hand and walk in the Light.

This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all. 1 John 1:5