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The Window on the Left
2007-01-16

the cold fills my heart,
where you once laid.
i only know the dark,
the hole that consumes.

and yet, its better this way,
for i know that you are happy,
and i know i will be ok.
the Lord holds me strong,

and life continues to go on,
and what more could i ask for,
than all that i have,
all that i am blessed with.

and yet, why do i feel this,
this pain, this depression,
this overwhelming darkness.

i go to bed exhausted,
and i wake up tired.
this cycle seems unending,
a circle of darkness.

i know a life outside of the circle,
in the light, in the love,
but why do i continue to get trapped,
why do i question so?

and in the moment,
the darkest spark of night,
i am the light, and the light is me,
and there is blessed assurance,

a peace unbounded,
and a warmth from the heart.
and a smile on my lips,
as the sun shines brightly,

through the window,
the window on the left.

James O. Stewart