For those struggling, I had been struggling with this path day after day. To let it end without a fight was not my way. I would not accept this road had come to an end. Tearing through the blares and thistles I would find it again. The rain was pouring down and the sun was now gone. Yet through this dark jungle I fought on. Then over my shoulder there came a light. In a puddle on the ground I caught such a site. It was a reflection of a person I had once known. Their body was weathered and the youth long gone. I stared in disbelief at this tormented soul. Why did I let this happen when did I lose control. I dropped to my knees with tears streaming down. All this time I had been searching for what could never be found. The road never ended to start somewhere a new. For me it had been over from the moment the jungle grew. Then through the brush something caught my eye. I rose to my feet and pushed the limbs to the side. From my lips there came a heavy gasp. For there at my feet was another path. It stretched on through the horizon for miles on end. Lit by the sun that here shined again. I stepped on the path one foot at a time. To begin my new journey with the darkness left behind. -Donnie Lewis
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 16:34:48 +0000
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