First Love: Sonnet

A period of time; suffocating

Darkness: squeezed n’ consumed in thickened mire

A misconstrued, deluded, dark molding

Therefore, perceived within, hardening in fire

A place of loneliness and confusion.

Lost on a past road of sinful nature

Failed ethics n’ demoralization

Far from grace, and life once holy and pure.

A form- gruesome; afar questionable:

Disembodied, shadowing spiritual state

Decisions exploding the inner mold

Screaming; no uttered word can find its escape

Falling, upon tattered and bruised knees.

Looking skyward, heavenly peace; searches

Crying out from deep within; tormenting pleas

A vision, of the cross- His hand reaches

A familiar feeling washing over

Of unconditional love, Lost now found

Refuge known, under his protective cover

Leaning not upon own strength; A mind now sound.

Acceptance again found in heaven above

Lost; Found within the arms of The First Love.

 

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