Start Again

I wept ‘til tears gave way to prayer,
My life- lay bare- and like a husk,
The darkness shed- t'was torn away,
A kernel fell at break of day,
The imperfection- rot or rust,
Became the life-breath to the dust,
The seed then grew- to start anew,
A life un-swayed- with deeper root,
Where tears- like rain- would keep it clean,
No violent sway- unsteady lean,
Would deviate it from the truth,
And it- content- would there remain.