Saturday, April 20, 2013

I have been here before
I know this territory
it is bleak and dry and barren
I am alone
with my thoughts
and my fears
I toss and turn
on my bed of sorrows
all night long
the morning comes
and there is no reprieve
I am left with
nothing
but my will
and my faith
and it is more than enough


Fall into the mystery
unassuming
stand upon the edge
and don't look back
wipe the tears shed for the old
and take a deep breath
and fall
eyes open wide
awakened
believing
knowing