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By Friendship's Fire
I came with sorrow on my breath,
through darkness chilled by doubt,
and sought the warmth of friendship's fire
to drive the coldness out.
I drew about my stubborn back
the tartan of my creed
and proudly vowed my heart was full,
denying hunger's need.
I said the words my frozen soul
had willed my lips to say.
But, huddled there by friendship's fire,
love's touch gave me away,
as tenderly, on feathered feet,
the dawn of honesty
crept through the cracks of shuttered fear
and brought her light to me.
She called the shapeless shadows from
the corners of my guilt
and let me stand on the steadied hope,
my courage had freshly built.
With sorrow eased and strength renewed,
I laid my cloak aside
and took the warmth of friendship's fire
to face the world outside.
Copyright ©
Ron VanHooser
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