Follow the Light

Searching for the bridge back home. 

I wondered too deep into the forest, I lost myself along the way.

I put a marker at every milestone to retrace my steeps, but someone has removed them.

I am now completly lost in a worldwind of unexplainable events in the mist of darkness.

In that darkness I was able to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

If I had known you were right behind me guiding my footsteps I wouldnt have be so worried.

It feels good to be lost, accepting everything as it comes. 

What a breath of fresh air to just be open to whatever life throws at you. 

Float with me through lifes existance. 

Allow your soul to join mine in eternal happiness.

Lets get lost in the divine, as we journey back to the light. 



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