Before I was broken on the wheel <br />of life <br />I was armor coated, <br />defended against things, <br />rigid in my certainty and will, <br />yet an uncertain child within. <br /> <br />Since, in your kindness <br />O finger of god, <br />this profile of a personality <br />was cracked open <br />during your starless pitch nights of my soul, <br />revealing darkness dull in darkness, <br />the rich purple mists of your love <br />have swirled about you revealing <br />a gentle man walking forward within, <br />barefoot with the strength of a hundred knights, <br />and around me regained <br />spontaneity!<br /><br />Ian Trousdell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hard-times-before-i-was-broken/
