The Path I Tread

 

 

I’ve been walking on this weary path for so many years

It has led me to new places I never dreamed possible.

With each salty bitter tear I cried

And each drop of blood I sacrificed

I have found my inner most being

It is the discovery of my true soul

That was lost in the deep dark recesses

Of my mind and my broken spirit

That is the most precious gift recovered

 

I once was afraid and alone

With the terror that gripped me

With it’s talon cold steel claws

That threatened to tear my soul to shreds

But alas, I did not drown

In my own despair

For there was a light within

And with each step I took

The small dim light became brighter

 

There were times in my struggles

That the road was demanding and strenuous

And I thought it would devour and consume me

And I would be lost forever

Caged within my own personal Hell.

But I crawled and I clawed my way

Fighting and gasping for air, for life

To live free from my demons…

My fears… my insecurities…

 

I held fast onto Hope

And that quiet little voice within me

That told me to keep moving forward

I listened and I focused on her voice

The calm wise one within

And as I did…

The light became brighter

 

I could see into the opening of the abyss

With trepidation I edged closer to the light

And it became like golden embers

With courage I stepped forward

And out of the dark dank hole

And into the healing light

My soul was surrounded

By the gold white healing light

And it washed over me and cleansed me

All the hurt, pain and suffering

Of my wounded past and the terror

That had me bound drifted down

Into the purifying waters

 

I opened my eyes and watched them sail away

Carried down the healing rivers

Into the Land of Utopia

I looked around with new eyes

And a new vision and it brought me

A feeling beyond lightness

Into my heart and into my being.

 

At last I was surrounded in healing love

And my soul had been freed

From the cages that had been

My prison since birth.

 

This path that was once cloaked

In darkness and in poisonous thorns

And mass groves of binding thicket monstrosities

Had become paved in white healing light

Filled with love and purity

And as I look back

To where I have come from

I see only wondrous

Beauty and light and

Know that I am home.

 

 

 

 

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