The lowest of valleys
The darkest of places
You were there.
My heart shattered
My head hung low, yet
You were there.
Faithless and broken
Sad and anxious
You told me to trust You.
Healing seemed impossible
Something I would never experience
Freedom was foreign.
Then, a burst of color
A gust of fresh wind...
...peace.
This was new.
Relaxed, joyful, restful.
Now a reality.
Free. Loved. Healed. Whole.
