Stronghold

Stronghold

I met you on the ancient, wind swept
Plains where souls lay burdened and bare.
You found me under a violent moon with
Blind eyes filled with falling stars.

I was searching for solace, a reprieve from
The broken shards of every world I knew.
Weary and broken, I surrendered the
Turning stone buried deep in my chest.

Your touch haunted me since my creation,
As if searching for the home I never knew.
I turned to you after a life time of battle,
Wounded at the crossroads of the forgotten.

Your voice drove the fire from my skies,
And opened my soul to your eternal glory.
My very being was filled with wonder
For the creator who stepped into my life.

My heart knows the power of your name
As my tongue sings the song of salvation.
Now I walk with the one I cannot deny
As I discover what I am meant to be.

          Aaron Cornett