I found myself in log wood
Torn between what I could
and there I stopped to rest
pondering what to do next

Hanging my head down,

Slowly it hung in a sad frown;
I was not alone in these woods
a spirit crept round to where I stood.

A ray of hope dawn through trees,
through the leaves I saw what seems,
like a dream or a vision plainly stood,
And fear could no longer darkened

My path and destiny in life

With fluttering strife,

Instead, hope arise the chief of all cures,

And lift the dark headdress.

For hats to go and halo to come,

Seize the opportunity and make a run,
my heart began to be free from doubt;
the faith took my hand and led me out,
from the dark woods I began to shout.

Impasse predicament broken

Put to flight in the quandary of time

The impact made a way,

And compromise in the result of delay.

I serving state impose,

My heart in exile, without repose,

The imperfection I was not willing to face,

But revelation brought mercy and grace.