In the dim light
of morning
voices tumble
rumble
clang inside
the troubled mind
searching for an anchor
an open port
a place to call home
to row into shore
build rapport
with the locals
learn the customs
receive guidance
become One
The voices they call
in the distance
from the darkest recesses
they make their presence known
seek a way to enter
take up residence
bring the peace
and reassurance
long to become One
In oneness we unite
cleanse the debris
from even the darkest soul
bring the night from the shadows
into pure white light
of forgiveness
an end to suffering
connection to the One
©SpiritLed 2014
Just beautiful, Ashley. Thank you. Love, Amy
Thank you, Amy! Blessings <3
Ashley, you are so welcome!! Love, Amy
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so very lovely 🙂
Thank you, Morgan! Blessings to you too <3