In shadows deep, I lost my way,
A sense of self, in disarray.
Yet joy emerged, like morning's grace,
God's light unveiled my hidden face.
No longer bound by selfish chains,
In devotion's arms, true freedom reigns.
Miserable days, like hell on earth,
Found purpose anew, a rebirth.
Grateful heart, for love so wide,
Forgiving hands, my faithful guide.
I lost it all, yet gained the best,
In God's embrace, I found my rest.
Younger me, with questions bold,
"Did we survive? Are we consoled?"
I smile and say, "Yes, we are free,
Only through Him, I truly see."
For years I walked, in shadows cast,
Believing love was lost, not meant to last.
Yet now I reach with arms held high,
Inviting sinners, come, don’t be shy.
I’d have been lost, consumed by fear,
In false delights that disappear.
But with God’s strength, we stand as one,
Together, the battle’s already won.
So yes, I lost my sense of self,
To find the soul I sought on shelves.
In every flaw, I see the grace,
For in His light, I’ve found my place.
A poem about losing yourself to find that God was always there.
