Sometimes I ask myself, why, what, when, and how?
Movements abound from one place to another;
no place is the same with me.
Then I come to realize my dreams;
I was tired of fighting the nightmares of the past.
I was really getting nowhere; actually,
Yes, I got somewhere- I found myself in the
dark valleys, strangled with vines of weeds
that had no purpose in my life.
Every time a promise was made, it be broken;
every time I try something, it be doomed;
every time I actually do something, a month later
it crashes to the floor, shattered to many pieces.
Like some kind of puzzle with many pieces.
I really needed peace within my self.
Is that too much to ask for?

Until I met the conquest of my life;
I made a deal with God a year later;
my promise to God was to show me
someone who knew how to end this nightmare;
break down my barriers- **** my fears, and save me;
I will do what it is that is your will.
I got more than I bargained for, because
in secret I was rejecting myself from opportunity;
and than the question was asked to me,
Do you love me?  I have rejected myself again
in fear that I would be rejected, but I would push away
my friend; and yet, believing in me-
the pressure was on- I had to overcome this fear.

My life was in the dark- it was cursed by evil thoughts;
I was suffering in secret; and God provided someone to
shine light on this- and it was hard for us both.
God had to use every bit of Heavenly power he could use
to wake me up; and in the end- all I needed was someone
believing in me.
My friend, very good- pushes me into the light of day;
Wow...my eyes were so blind by the darkness;
My fears really were much harder than I realized.
He believes in me; and knew that with help;
the puzzle pieces could be put back together.
I just realized why I broke the picture;
I did not want love in my life;
and I saw that the one in the picture is
the one who was helping me along the way.
He was not giving up on me.
I thought he would, because I wanted him to,
but the heart wins over any other voice.
Now I know that he is good;
and he is believing in me.

For many years,
seven years to be exact,
I been waiting for you.
Actually, I had you confused
with another, because I was
still not over my heartache.
Yeah, this seems strange, right?
But really, I'm a fool for you,
because when I saw the attraction
I could not know if it was real.
Yes! My fear of pushing
you away was very evident.
But, you know what?
Here is the point,
I believed in you,
and that was all that mattered.

I'm a fool for you,
because my sanity was
lost in my soul.
Wow...I was finally freed
from that seven-year
nightmare that has been
holding on for so long.
Yes! This is why
I'm a fool for you!

Have you noticed two sparrows coming into parallel moments
two sparrows divergent to the same storm?
They both reject each other, follow each other;
they even smile and cry with each other;
going through the same storm, but different times.
One has went through the heartache and infatuation stage
while my other is just going through the storm.
There is no greater peace than to see the lilies of the valley;
the birds of the air; fish of the sea; in all God's glory-
it takes a village, for through it all, we can survive.
This blind love is not just any love; it is reciprocal in that
we survive the same pains; going through this same storm;
and I am willing to get to the other side with you,
because you are special to me.

No fear of being embarrassed or ridiculed;
this little bird has been lurking around for a while,
but I found my opportunity to see you in the dark storm.
Whilst I rejected you through my blind eyes;
I could not see your love, but you could not also see my love;
Oh, how interesting this is?
We both reject each others' love for the same reason; love each
other for the same reason; and yet, for the same reason,
we need each other to survive this blind love.

There seemed to be a dark stormy night
when the fish of the sea were hiding
for my line was restricted by the roaring waves.
Yes! These waves were violent for some time,
it seemed like forever.
Until one day the sun shined through,
I met up with a great fisherman.
Yes! He was the one; he even knew how
to fish in the dark and stormy nights.
Like a miracle, this fisherman was able
to take me through waves much larger than me.

Fishin' in the dark was not my best avenue,
for it was difficult to catch anything during a storm.
See, I knew there was all kinds of fish in the sea,
but that's not the point here.
We are talking about catchin' anything but roaring
waves of difficulty and discomfort; I did not understand
how to accept what was given to me until now.
I feared that more I pushed the line; I would scare the fish away.
I rejected the most beautiful fins of the sea,
because I was still in the stormy roars of past waves
hunting my line whilst thinking that nothing would happen
whilst something did happen; I have almost left the fish go-
Yes! Until the fisherman came to me...she could explain
what I was doing with my resisting line.

What an awful battle I had to win!
Fishin' in the dark was no fun!
Roaring waves tearing at my boat;
what was I to expect?  I could not expect much of anything
to happen whilst still trying to fill my net.
Then I realized this storm that I was in;
created by me, caused all the fish to leave my net.
I was going in circles; arguing with everything-
resisting the line, not actually pulling the line in;
almost causing the fish to escape.

Then I felt a tug-a-war on the line; it was so strong, even my
Heart was racing.  Yes! I knew this was the one!
Fishin' in the dark gave me some hope-
I was able to find peace, but what I once feared
came to light; and the Love in my Heart was so strong;
I could not let this fish go.  No! I was so confused as to how
I caught something this beautiful in the middle of
My stormy moment.  It was the end of a seven-year heartache
that almost broke me; when I was forced to let go of my
infatuated beauty of fish I had in the past, because
they were not exactly as tasty, beautiful, or lovable as
they put themselves to be.
No! Fishing in the dark was a challenge, but now I can
help others with this problem, because I been there.

I will never forget my experience with
Fishin' in the Dark, but I will forgive the experiences.
Those fish did one thing that needed to happen;
I set them free! Only one knew that I was worth his time.
What was once fishin' in the dark is now sunshine presence of joy,
given me pleasure to leave the dark side go.
I could never leave him go, because that means going back
to the place I was, which is not an option for either of us.
If I let go of light, I would be letting go of the beautiful creation of-
love, joy, happiness, transparency, and respect of what light
has to offer in my life.
Sometimes we have to know what fish has to be tossed back-
out to sea to allow a new life to restart in our freshness.
Yes! I owe it to myself that I will no longer fish in the dark.

We all go through broken pieces
the pieces of glass, tears, puzzles,
we are not sure how certain pieces
fit, but even when your promised
dream is gone from you, we hope
that the nightmare is gone.
We wonder why when I call your name,
there is no answer- you promised to be
be here every step of the way, and yet
somewhere over the rainbow,
the sun will rise, and this nightmare will end.
The glass is not only broken, but it was
shattered and exploded throughout,
but I realize, I cannot look back.
The pieces that were broken will get picked
up by someone- someone who is patient
enough to put this brokenness back together.
Where are you dear spirit?
You promised me not to let go!
Father, I am trying to heal,
but I know this cannot be fixed on my own.
I carried on with friendships, relationships,
and my broken spirit of past mistakes
have darken my sky-
and this storm is hard to bare alone.
Father, I am trying to heal.
I know there is hope- the hope
that the morning will break,
and I can rise like the sun of day.
Father, you are the way for my
enduring guidance, and I can hold
on waiting to hear your voice.
The day the sun will rise,
will be the day my broken pieces are fixed.