In a State of Grace

 
“Spin the wheel” the professor brightly said
So I did and went back to nineteen ninety-one
To days of youth and paths I once feared to tread
To a time when passion seemed to weigh a ton
 
I smiled reliving the moments I once treasured
For the times I sighed and cried with a heavy heart
For the formative years when I felt the pressure
Through a depression I hid while playing the part
 
But I kept it hidden below the undergrowth
Like secrets in the deepest recesses of the soul
It grew roots to the core and swore an oath
Not knowing one day it would make me whole

I found it again through a ghost of a chance
With the rush I felt and gave way to chase
And for me, it’s been the perfect romance
While working to stay in a state of grace
 
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