Deep in the night
By the pale moonlight
She wanders;
Alone and frightend.
The path that she travels
Is the one unknown.
How far she must go
No one knows.
Things of the past
Haunting her future
And the uncertainty
Of the future pushing her back.
Paralyzed with fear
And Made immobile
By the unknown
She travels on.
Deeper and deeper
To the places of the past.
Walking from the black
Into the light of day.
She climbs from the bottom
Of the bottomless pit
Coached by the voice of her Guiding light,
"Fly, Fly, Pretty butterfly.
Spread your wings and away you fly.
Places to go and new things to see.
You never know where tomorrow will lead."
As she reaches the top
And breathes a sigh.
She is welcomed into the arms
Of her Guiding Light.
To her guiding light
She would now like to say;
"You are my Guiding Light when things are dark,
And my Shinning Star when things look up.
Thank You, Thank You my Guiding Light.
You helped me spread my wings and fly.
Today is okay
But tomorrow is beautiful.
With you beside me things
Are starting to look up."
Written by Jennifer Widener
~FP~
COMMENTS
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Angelus
13:30 Nov 30 2011
**quiet voice**
...superb.