I cannot lose hope
or feel like I am lost
as I transcend the waters
depth and mystery.
I cannot find the path
and I remain lost
searching for direction,
a subtle indiscretion,
and my lost mind wanders
among reverent flowers.
I can make the path mine
walk with wings of Angels
never using my own
to fly away from this time.
Yet I am settled within myself that all things work for the good to them that Love and walk with Purpose.
Those that do not tread upon this mystical existence lightly; but, with fear and love.
With discerning passion above the mountain - a glimpse of beauty falls upon my wandering eyes - again filled with wonder as they always are these days.
I want to shake the foundation and firmament, carve my name on destiny's cornerstone, shine like the stars that are Heaven's adorning beauty.
Breathe in Spirit - my fallow soul wanes - speaking life not to embrace or design; but, enjoy the awesome presence of my mind.
Oh to sing so above to those below that I will not falter in my years laid out before me and miss the grandeur of this moment looking back with regret for all my toiling upon this earthly realm. That I would speak my name into the halls of destiny.
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