And Then There Was Light by Michael Thomas
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First there was darkness.
My soul was empty,
Desolate,
Bleak.
A total stranger who I thought I loved,
I was wrong,
Painfully wrong.
As a river which flows in, but not out
Is truely not a river,
What stood between us was truely not love.
I relize that now.
And this massive one-sided river,
Was not really a river at all,
But a gentle stream,
Distorted by feelings blindingly strong.
I could not see this on my own,
Then you struck me.
The pain subsiding, I got up,
And could see the truth, as plain as day.
A great, dark burden has been lifted from my shoulders.
Once more I am free.
Once more I am me.
First there was darkness,
And then there was light.