Fit For Heaven?

Fit For Heaven?

A golden childhood

Silver spoon armed

Under rainbow skies

I sailed the crystal waters

I had pearls of wisdom

To cast before the ignorant.

This mighty oak of manhood

Strutted before the adoring world

I was forever young

And bound to live forever.

Colossus-like

I stood astride the world.

Chill winds of uncertainty

Blew me way off course.

The Iron grip of a slate-grey fog

Gnawed my hollow soul.

The cloudless Blue

Now formless black.

The clock is ticking

Counting down my days

Ponderously hesitating

Formless crossroad signs

Panic froze my soul.

From cocky youth

To an uncertain end.

Transforming, forever shifting

What seemed solid-certain,

Waivers, wobbles and is gone.

So many trod this path with warnings

For those yet to tread

The rocky road to heaven,

From that fog came a steady hand.

Stripped of pride, ego-scrubbed.

Naked once again, yet clothed in love

I saw the pearly gates

And the soft firm hand guided me in.