Let there be light in the darkest grim seasons.Where downpours and out pours our lessons and reasons.
Still nights of awakening frights of tragedy and past strife that
Leads our confusion to the illusion of misinterpreted delusions.
Soul searches grazes the cemented pavements of the heart.
Growth is imperative to the actual spiritual spark.
The flame will entice the gift of prosperity
Yet the process is a necessity
Let me be….
Drawn to the light.