Wounded, weary and worthless. I was broken and betrayed. Bruised, battered and beaten, by a world that didn't care. Surrounded by noise, but craving silence. Surrounded by people, but lost and alone.
I had believed in the promise of happiness. But found that promise to be empty. Through pleasures I sought fulfillment, but sought it all in vain. There must be a place where I would find healing? There must be a place where I would find peace?
I sought that peace in high places, where mountains reach to the sky. I sought it by the water's edge, where wavelets caress the shore. I sought it deep in the forest, with dappled sunlight shining. But that sense of peace and healing was nowhere to be found.
Then one night, at my lowest ebb, I finally prayed to God. Not in a fine cathedral, but standing in the rain; And I heard the voice of an angel..Saying "Welcome, welcome home." To find the peace you long for and the healing that you need; Look deep into your soul, they are there; Within your yourself.