The 4 AM Voice

(A lone voice whispers) As we stroll this Long Walk together On Boxing Day Someone's prayer reached out through the Ether and asked me Hey Are we all silently walking in a spiritual sense Do some like me walk blindly from A to B with no purpose or willful intent Do others have a planned route Painfully justified and organized, detailed, and meticulously unbent And do a few accept whatever happens So here's my answer for you if you're here The point simply is: we are all silently walking spiritually home Approaching bridges of challenges and uncertainty we must cross to find a new kind of renewal For by doing so We can find a form of poetic catharsis from which to grow To find ourselves and to really know The universes secrets linked to us as they flow And by encountering those many bridges we must cross alone in the mind, but guided by a family member or true friends We can help ourselves find a kind of salvation But like all things There is temptation A temptation to follow the crowd A temptation where You could lose too much to its identity cremation So always remember Every soul walks silently by day and by night And must tremble inwardly with exhilaration at the thought of achieving a degree of happiness’s touch Many old souls like me could tell you a secret if you inquired “A soul, which remains shackled within the chains of the opinion of others, and the fear of change. Will always be searching and could go wild since it’s too much.” To truly embrace and find happiness: you must be true to yourself. A life of hopelessness and meaninglessness could transpire if one does not find the courage to conquer and know oneself. For we all are silently walking in a spiritual sense: So, do you walk alone, with family members and true friends, or simply follow the crowd? A question layered with multiple outcomes which may lead to you being forever bowed So in closing You must always choose because you are always walking. Who do you walk with apart now with me at this moment? I think you sometimes need to walk alone, and sometimes, hand in hand with family and friends but within the crowd: You could lose your voice forever. Me. I walk alone after sometimes seeking advice from others For only I can truly walk my walk Free from the crowd It's what my Grandma always taught me So my soul doesn't feel shackled and goes wild (C) Copyright John Duffy