25
Redemption
In shadows deep, I wandered long,
A path of loss, where light was gone.
But in the stillness, came a voice,
A call to rise, a second choice.
Through cracks of guilt, hope gently crept,
And healed the wounds that sorrow kept.
With every tear, the weight grew less,
In mercy's arms, I found my rest.
For in the fall, I learned to stand,
Redeemed by grace, not by my hand.
The chains of past now fade away,
A soul reborn to
walk the day.