Such a profound chill, the emptiness
Crept deep into my bones
On that night as I stared
Into the abyss, thinking
There must be something else.

When the Sun dawned on my face,
It burned searing holes
Into my naive, troubled mind.

I was so stupid back then,
Yet so inspired.

What tiny diamonds lay hidden
In the scattered refuse of my thoughts,
These have purchased for me
A new life, a new soul.

O God,
What tongue can voice
My thanks to Thee?