Withered leaves, weathered heart

Crucified by emotions
By the jury of Love
Stood this heart
bearing pain on the cross.

Then shined across the horizon
A shimmering light of hope
Out emerged thee angel

The warmth in eyes
a smile on thy lips
Were they of godly powers
For pain did vanish, so did dolor

How can I thank thee
Should I thank for thy grace
Should I thank for thy kindness
Should I thank for the rekindled hope.

Silently here I stand
misty eyes, clasped hands
whispering softly
"Thanks for coming into my life.."