Morning Star Morning star, oh, how faithful you are to lead me across the sea of night. In the midst of my toughest fight, hope is never far - I can look up and find strength in your light. Morning star, shine. Lift up this heavy heart of mine. Remind me that Dawn is beginning to rise. She is yawning, calling for the night's demise. Morning star, shine! Shine! For hope is anchored to your presence in the skies. -Justin Farley
I’m losing myself in pieces –
every year fragments of my soul
feel swept away by time.
My identity constantly decreases,
and I’m beginning to feel like a stranger
within the confines of my own mind.
Yes, I’m losing myself in pieces –
the jigsaw puzzle’s lovely image
has jumbled into an abstract mess.
But my search for meaning never ceases.
I continue holding the lantern,
calling out to myself in the darkness.
I’m searching for the lost pieces –
putting myself back together
one discovery at a time.
With faith, hope increases,
and despite being far from perfect,
I’m able to begin recovery’s climb.
-Poem Written by Justin Farley