I arose from my slumber with haste of morning ember,
to be greeted by a knock on my chamber door.
“Who's there?” I said as I am greeted with an
outstretched hand and the pain I feel nevermore.
“It is me, your mourning star, greeting you from afar.”
quoth the ghost of this morning ember.
I lie back down, confused and alone on this cold
forsaken morning December.
“I am your morning star, traveled to be
where you are.” said the ghost on the other side
of my chamber door.
“Leave me alone!” I screamed with agony.
“Just let me be.” I said.
As the ghost replied, “I am your morning star,
your guardian angel who traveled so far.”
I arose from where I lay, to be greeted by a woman
covered in light, wearing a gown so pure and white.
“Who are you?” I said as fear struck my very core.
“I am your angel showing you there's
ever so more.” said the ghost now called angel.
“What is it that you want to show?”
I ask “Surely it's something, I don't know.”
“You were lost but now you're found,
for you are saved by the Son;
with thorns He was crowned.” said the angel
of morning ember.
“Was I truly lost?” I said as I stopped to ponder.
Suddenly I remembered how my life I live is broken.
“Surely by listening to all that is spoken then perhaps
my life will be new.” I said. “That is true.”
said the angel. “By me being here, your life has changed;
but for you to live anew, you must willingly
ask Him to forgive you.” Quoth the angel my morning ember.
My tears fall gently to the ground as I fell to my knees;
all is calm yet all is at ease. To the heaven I look with tears
in my eye, I called out “Father” as a started to cry,
“Forgive me, for I was lost yet I could not see for without
you I could never be free, Father forgive me.”