I Was Alone
She wrote,
One is always alone.....it is the way of life, of the world...alone with yourself.....
I write,
I was alone, amongst the crowd, and it was good and it was bad, I was happy, at times oh so sad
I walked the valley in the heat of day stopped to rest, watching others run and play the sun beat down, faint and weak was I it was only me, punished from the sky
Then I found shade, rested my weary head wondered why only I, had so much to dread as if invisible I wandered then in the cold will it always be thus, until I am old?
Gone are the times of childhood days warmth, laughter, no worries to phase Parent's to care, provide for my needs no longer so, to the Lord I make my pleas
Darkness descends on my days and hours it seems my world is ruled by it's powers fear grips my soul, doubt clouds my vision each moment is lived in vast indecision
I cried and I sought for help in these hours it seemed there was for me, no Higher Power collapsed and bent low, in desolate grief the hour of decision, suddenly brought relief
It was then I looked back on the path I had been in the shadows and dark places, I could see Him my life was saved, time and again though I knew not It was He who kept me from death's dark blot
Though I was alone, perplexed and distraught I know now that He was never away from my heart It was the darkness and treachery of men who led me to believe I was bonded in sin
Now I see Light in the darkest of days I know that He shall teach me of His ways when pressed down with burdens too heavy to bear I pray, Oh Dear Lord, you will meet me there
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Written for and dedicated to 'R' and if the words speak to you, receive them to yourself too
sharon July 5, 2002
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