The Path
Even in the brightness, shadows lurk nearby.
Old fears and thoughts creep along beside.
As I walk along, trying not to stumble into the darkness
that waits with open arms, wanting to snuff the light.
But the path ahead is open, and clearly marked
With glimpses of beauty and love at every step.
At times I can sense something grabbing my heart..
trying to make me stumble into the depths.
For though it is so clearly lit, it is just a narrow line;
Beyond those borders lined with flowers of good
Is the darkness, filled with emptiness and pain
Dare I peek over that edge, and if I should…?
Do I have the will to walk this way, and leave it all behind
Leave the comfort of discomfort that was my life?
The fear and darkness that imprisoned my soul?
Change is neither good nor bad..but where do I find insight?
In this life, along this path,my mind reels with excitement
With each new sight and sound… or of no thoughts.
The peace and calm actually frightening at times
There are times that I begin to feel completely lost.
So I take another step, and shake loose from its grasp
.. Trying to entice me with its insatiable hunger for my fears.
Ignoring the calls of ‘You do not belong to them, you are mine’
For I was, and it knows it held me for oh so many, many years.
By Grayowl
© 2008 Grayowl
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