Clarity Achieved

From seeds of hopelessness,
new hope is born.

Tumbled in the raging river,
the jagged edges of my youth
are worn and weathered smooth.

What once stood against the storm,
is now a graceful polished contour
glittering brilliantly beneath the sun.

The wind surrenders its turbulence,
now but a breeze of cool refreshment
that smiles upon my face as it passes.

The dawn of covenants completed,
of promises fulfilled, and it is good.