I was lost in the dense jungle of my sorrow,
afraid of the sounds in the night,
unable to find comfort in kind words
or generous gestures.
And then you found me.
You searched for me at personal
cost, sacrificial effort.
Relentless compassion
unable, unwilling to
ignore the sounds of
my heart breaking
in the darkness of my night.
You lifted me from the
tangles of my tragedy,
sang to me songs of
hope and courage.
You held one candle against
the darkness of my despair,
light enough for me to lift
my head and see the faint
outline of my own freedom,
the pathway ever there but
hidden in my hopelessness.
Shining Spirit 
… found me, searched for me, relentless compassion, unwilling to ignore, lifted me, sang to me, held one candle…a lot to help.