Where I was Found


In the beginning. . . . . .


There is always a beginning, and an end

But often

We do not know

Which is which


I can only tell you

That of the truth I know

For me

It was in a dark place


Ashes and dust

The earth held me firm

Then heat and fire

Did cause me to find


Through  adversity

And Pain

My aim was much higher

And hungered for a larger space


But it was strong

Yet gentle hands

That found and lifted me

From the darkness of my mind


Sheltered me

Gave me truth

My name and calling

Thus removing my disgrace


And that. . . . .in the humblest of places

is where I was found

My purpose and destiny

Now entwined

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