Our light is gone,

but spirit is near,

watching us shed every tear…

surrouded with love

but living in fear.

As we wander through our days,

seemingly in a constant haze,

inward seeking not without,

guided by faith,

yet still in doubt.

Where are we headed,

to the light?

Trying mightily

to begin a flight

toward our dreams,

to no avail.

Looking upward

love prevails,

inspiration comes to those…

believing in the night,

all is possible

tis our right.

Keep on dreaming,

to learn the meaning,

and creating paradise…