In deep despair I felt that I was stuck
Paralysed by  grief and guilt I failed
By the end I had tried every trick

From prayer unthought to deeps of logic black
My  life, my engine ,juddered off the  rails
I hated God and of “his” Church was  sick

Hungry, weak, alone I was in shock
The death of one I loved   had made me frail
By the end I had tried every trick

I felt  Love’s arms around me, death was blocked
I knew   this goodness,  why else would I wail?
I   thought I hated God  but Love had struck

Warm and golden light  that  did me hold
Where are you now when  Evil has grown bold?
Kind despair  that  made me long time  sit

The heart knows so much more than do the wits.