That Winding Path, Full of Saddest Sorrows

That Winding Path, Full Of Saddest Sorrows I walked that dark valley, death echoes ringing gone were sun's rays and sweetest life singing. That winding path, full of saddest sorrows Barren ground, full of no more tomorrows. I lingered not, for its black chills at my heart turning back, too well hidden was my start. With crying plea, I begged for relief Answer came back, seek more in thy belief. Then Light blasts opened ancient delusional eyes sun reappeared in bluest of skies. Strange, this came in about so very fast suddenly back, my heart and soul was cast. In blink of an eye, miracle had been performed. Whole once again, my spirit completely reformed. Robert J. Lindley, 1-06-2017 Syllables Per Line: 12 10 10 10 0 12 10 10 10 0 12 10 10 10 0 12 12 Total # Syllables: 150 Total # Words: 108