A forest dark within the soul.
Can hide the truth and take it's toll.
And keep the light from getting in.
Then make you feel you'll never win.
But then one day a fire's lit.
That makes more room for things to fit.
And as the light begins to shine.
An inner voice say's it is fine.
There's only one thing left to do.
To find that one path that is true.
That lead's you to your destiny.
Of faith and love you now can see.
Believing in your silent muse.
Who helps you when you need to choose.
Can soothe your soul and keep you warm.
Then joyousness becomes the norm.
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2018
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