Part III the end. Will you read?

How painfully do I connect with your words, having been where this poem lives more than once. The second stanza brings that home in "tones disturbed and grim". I have learned to wear my scars like paintings of my life upon my flesh, unashamed. This is a most powerful poem. It brings us back from the brink of hell with heavenly words. The series is meaningful in the extreme and written with great ability. Thank you.