Once upon a darker time
My soul was locked in shame,
Ignoring echoes of your love
Or mention of your name.
Always yearning for your touch,
I never slept alone;
Each empty heartbeat unfulfilled
From bitter harvests sown.
But those are shadows of my past
Or what life might have been
Without the day I opened wide
And let your glory in.
Some more golden doubloons from the sunken treasure chest of poetic excellence.
You, sir, are a wonderful encourager. Thank you.