What are you, but loved, my friend
I hold no wrong in record
For Love is all I will attend
Consume me in all measure
I once was lost within the blame
Felt the burden of transgressors
That held me blind within a shame
And kept me from my pleasures
My own belief a stumbling block
Accepting but a lie
When Truth had put me on the spot
I let doubt be my guide
A fool to turn his back away
Salvation left denied
And lo’ I stayed to waste the day
While never asking why
Now, such could have been my story
Tragically remained
A man veiled from glory
Held captive by dismay
But I was wrapped and fortunate
Truth beaming to relay
Identity beyond the trick
That I had once conveyed
And now a subtle whisper
Can call me from despair
To get my life right back to track
To greet its kind repair
Not shackled by the faults and fears
Which I was so aware
Blinded by a history
Which I need not compare
Eyes and mind are open
The heart is wide awake
And this discourse of love
Is a resonance of fate
The absolute of liberty
A rapture right into grace
For no matter what’s surrounding
There is freedom to partake
No, I will not forsake
When the feast is right before me
I will not feel ashamed
Not let a lie keep me from glory
For I’ve been shown a living truth
Releasing me of worry
Erasing all of fiction
As it authors out my story
And hope, for the first time
Has overcome my life
And seeing for the first time
I finally have my sight
Was blinded by corruptions
And burdened by their strife
But now the yoke is easy
And the burden, it is light
And what am I, but love, my friends
As Love has come to know me
And what have I but strength at hand
As joy has come to show me
Released in whole of all condemn
No longer am I lonely
To see and know truth apprehend
Transforming me as holy
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