The Path
They say your journey is more important than its end.
The walk of many surprises is always around the bend.
Are there really two paths that others have taught?
The one that is easy, wide all have known and sought?
Is the one narrow of treacherous darkness with uninvited guests?
Are there more paths we have not encountered that are blessed?
Surly, we can create our own path to our destination.
We are unique in our ways on this new path of amazing sensations.
As you walk into the shadows of darkness with doubt seeping into your soul.
Death rattles near you making your heart painfully low.
The path you can barely see through the dark shroud of mist.
As you struggle against your foreboding fear with trembling fists.
You walk on with sheer will as the light ahead is your guide.
Your troubles start to fade away as our mother walks by your side.
You are astounded by the amazing view she has provided to you.
As your journey continues, peace suddenly grips your heart anew.
A warm yellow glow envelopes your body and your soul.
Bringing forth a Love so pure, that your life is aglow.
As the sorrows and despair of this dark path begin to fade.
The path becomes more alive with amazing colors, even in the shade.
Your perception begins to change as lovely and beautiful you become.
You listen with your eyes closed and hear the melody of life as one.
Then your path changes as our father shows your amazing spiritually.
Through the beauty of traversing spiritual dimensions of your reality.
Let your heart be amazing love, with your brothers and sisters you share.
Giving all you are, even laying down your life, for you do care.
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