Redemption...a Haiku

Tortured-soul, reckless.

Boastful sin                       

                     drowning                

                                 in shame.  

Sought.                          

                                              Grace.

                          through 

Restored 

I'm not a poet...but this morning I found myself thinking the first line of this haiku in the shower.  As I got around, it continued to haunt me.  Finally I grabbed the nearest piece of paper (a used envelope from Todd's dresser) and began to put down my thoughts.  I would walk away (I was in the middle of putting on make-up, getting dressed, brushing teeth, fixing hair, etc.!) and find myself coming back to the dresser to mark out a word or change a phrase.  

I don't know if it's any good.  Nor do I really care.  It means something to me...an expression of the gratefulness I feel for the amazing grace I don't deserve.  It needs to be recorded as part of this journey.