Glimpses of the Past

Occasionally I look at time departed, And nearly always with a rueful eye. Calling back days of steps uncharted, Traipsing through days, querying why? Times that found my heart hardened, Ahead of God setting my domain afire. Prior to my psyche becoming burdened, I was merely a sinner reposed in mire. But something happened in my life, On the far side of minds forgetting. Cancer and the Master Surgeon's knife, Tutored me about another blood letting.