The Road that Brought Me Home

The following is about a time when I was less than whole and how that was remedied.

The Road That Brought Me Home

The footsteps that I take are by your guidance

The path that I travel is by your design

The structure of my life is your creation

The meter of my pace is down your line

When I encountered you it was on a broken trail

And for all intent and purpose I was lost

Happiness was a long forgotten dream

And I wasn’t willing to sleep at any cost

Ironic, for my eyes were closed

My arms were down as the thickets beat my face

I stumbled over root and rut and stone

From the vines that tore me you were my saving grace

Your sweetness was the hatchet that cleared the path

Your kindness was the salve that healed my wounds

Your endearing love was the compass to help me right the way

And your arrival was not a moment too soon

All the agony I felt inside my shattered heart

It was an ailment that would not go away over night

I was embattled, I was beaten, I had cowered on bended knee

And somehow within me you sparked a fight

You gave me a gift that I will always cherish

You created a beacon to light my way

Your love is the road that brought me home

And with you my love I shall forever stay.

I love you.