In the wandering wood
I've come to a place
Where the shadows are lifted
And evil abased,
And my own inner torment
At last is erased.
By the side of the pool
At the end of the stream
By the old waterfall
I'm a dreaming a dream
And the terror's released
In a heart-wrenching scream.
After this, every sound,
Every tear, all the pain
That I harbor within
Is drowned in the rain
And the shadows have gone-
I won't see them again.
I take off the scales
And step into the pool
That's refreshing and deep
And surprisingly cool,
And I then realize
I am naught but a fool.
You give a great shake
Of your soft, golden mane,
And your deep-throated purr
Sounds a bit like my name,
And my lion, my lamb
Are now one and the same.
I enter the falls
And close my eyes tight,
The water pours down,
I'm deprived of all sight,
For all there is left
Is you, there's no blight,
No stain, and no scar,
No wound and no worry,
For they've all been replaced
By your peace and your glory,
And I've finally found
The climax of the story.
The waterfall roars
And then, so do you,
And the world I once,
Long ago, belonged to,
And all of its darkness
That sticks much like glue
Is removed in your waters
And I'm pure and I'm free,
And all that I want
Is all I can see,
And all that is left
Is the lion and me.
postscript
Main Entry: 1de·tox Pronunciation: (' )dE-'täks Function: noun 1 often attributive : detoxification from an intoxicating or addictive substance. I took a suggestion that one of you gave me (Specifically, Frodo) and It's my intention to use some more of you guys' suggestions. This one I actually wrote in the wee hours of the morning April 6, when I couldn't sleep, and I felt the need to "detox" as it were. I wrote it in rhyming triplets for the sake of being different. Enjoy.