Metanoia

Tendrils like me in the backyard know no heed
Twisted and weak but struggling hard to recede
He brings the rain, he brings the pain
His alchemy is pure arcane

She prayed for an ages to have me hers
I  remember it but all in blurs
Her lord & she 'the brave pair'
My mother was his warrior

The hymn of endless epiphanies
That chants his name in tears and glee
He freed me from the miseries
I enlivened the reveries

The stream of blessings flow innate
Moving ahead it bifurcates
He leads me to his homestead
There strengths and sorrows almost embed