The Rescue




I am chained in silence among this army of trees

A humbled man repenting as I fall to my knees

The quiet is deafening yet there is no fear

Even in this darkness when his footsteps near



His bitter touch has quelled a thousand stings

From my back I lie in awe of an angels wings

Descending from the gray in a blanket of gold

The warmth in her eyes destroys his hold



Into me she breathes a life different from my own

As I spy my fading shell never again will I be alone.

The peace I feel reveals warmth so strange to me and real

Pain is no longer a memory as it is time for me to heal..