Thursday, June 9, 2011

A flow
Not unknown
But shrouded in guise.

I will uncover
I will discover
The Divine.

This path we walk, we run, we trot
Is winding tied up in knots
Why must we meander on
Telling ourselves to stay strong...?

Reaching outward for answers,
Though the answer is clear:
Reach inward for peace
And be rescued from fear.

Easier said than done I'm afraid
Losing sight of what is important
Along our way

Help me dear, Help me friend-
This transition, this change
Is both beginning and end...

A confusion bred in fact
A conclusion bred in mystery

I feel I have learned so much

Yet here I am

Sitting here

Babbling on

Understanding almost