Scarlet Letter (Foreign to the clergyman)

Recoil of my heart at the site of him.

Pale, weak, sinful, violated, unhealed wound.

Shadowy despair ,hypocrite.

Sick, miserable poisen.

Spirit shattered, sinful as i am.

Yet, there is happiness to be found.

Good,  true, passionalty loved.

The past is gone.

Love must alwasy create sunshine.

Oh! exquiste relief

His conscience all alive.