Despair At First, But Hope At Last
Despair that pulls me down like gravity
(like a black hole that eats up all matter)
and leaves behind a hollow cavity:
O God! My void's so great I'll just shatter!
I can't seem to escape this emptiness,
this giant hole in my sad, shipwrecked soul
which starves for bliss, for that long lost happiness
now thick and heavy like the pitch of coal.
But, like to the star that explodes in death
to give rebirth to its third, solar span—
planets, moons, comets, asteroids, then breath
to all life on this Earth and then to man,
so God gives me hope through this second chance,
this blissful, happy, reborn circumstance!
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