When I was younger hopes and dreams came into view, soon to vanish with the setting of the sun only to replay a surreal fantasy the next day. <br />Exuberance of youth unbridled hopes and shackled dreams, desires of flesh chased each day. <br />Loneliness and anger were my companions on a journey that led to nowhere, no reward for <br />persistence just a barren desert to abide. <br />A lost rock in a mountain of stone left alone never to be found by the Son that covers the soul. <br />Forbidden fruits transitory for a season endows a lost soul with an insatiable hunger to be repeated every day with rich promises placed on an altar, though the confines of mind the altar's tomb, whispered in our ear by the watchers of power of darkness as we traverse the dark journey oblivious to the loss of innocence to remain unrepentant. <br />Drunken by the wine we find a mine of dark tunnels to seek more to life than the void of darkness the alters of false promise provide; O is there a light in this endless maze for fertile valleys in which to graze. <br />Stumbling and crawling in the abode of despair, from out of the gloom a glimpse of a light the darkness could not comprehend, bequeathed an egress, only to find the one who appears as an angel of light. <br />Invitations of forgiveness awaits if one dares to journey across the lake of fire, the angel of light gloats his refrain, try as you might you are doomed to the night for you will never see the greater light, the Ancient of Days beckoning the lost soul to accept the true light. <br />Terrance Tracy<br /><br />Terrance Tracy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-journey-of-a-lost-soul-2/
