RIPPING AT THE DARK WITH MY BARE MIND
TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF EMOTIONS THAT I FEEL
CAN IT BE THAT THE VISION WAS UNCLEAR
ARE WE ALL DOOMED TO HERE
TO PROOF OUR BEING OF OBEDIENCE
FOLLOW THE LIGHT-THE INNER CALL
IN THE SHAMBLES OF THESE THOUGHTS
ARE THERE QUIETNESS TO BE FOUND
A SUDDEN FLICKERING OF MEMORIES
BRINGING ME BACK TO A PLACE OF REST
THE WORDS OF MY SAVIOR ARE THE HANDS GUIDING ME
NO MORE ANXIETY- PEACE AT LAST
*TERSA*
16 JULY 2009
