Light & Dark

There was a time when I thought that I might
never see the light. I roamed in darkness.
I was in great need of helpful and bright
to illuminate another fine mess
 
I’d got myself into – thus would I see
a way out. Clearly, that was my thinking.
But no miraculous light shone for me.
I tried therapy. And heavy drinking.
 
Neither proved satisfactory. Though I
never considered pleading or praying
I did have a faithful feeling (though why?)
that all the darkness, so deeply weighing
 
on my soul, would one bright day be removed.
And it was. When I found you.  And was loved.