How to right the wrongs
Of dreams gone past,
Of loves lost,
And decisions made
In hazy, fear-filled rooms of youth
How to set right the path
That leads all memories to you,
All transgressions filed
In the waiting cabinet of pain
Locked away until that day
When you come forward to drink the wine,
And reach into the darkness
For hope
Those dreams not lost on darkness’ shelf,
But rather unimagined,
Into a space only accessible through the heart,
Only healed through the gift of atonement
©SpiritLed 2019
