The Path
Copyright (c)2001 Raquel Lung
By SweetGirl
Everything so peaceful-yet dark and alone
Looking ahead-to a place unknown.
How did I get here-and where do I go?
Where is my family-why don't I know?
I feel so light-like a feather in the air
Floating ahead-I will make it there.
Suddenly,theres voices-so familiar to hear
Sounds so close-yet nowhere near.
Now I hear sobs-like someone is crying
But I can't turn back-I feel like I'm flying.
This is just so weird-but somehow,it's Ok
Getting closer and closer-I start to pray.
I can see a light-so huge,so bright
I want to touch it-it feels so right.
I start to move faster-but again,I hear
Voices calling my name-the voices so dear.
I turn my head slowly-I try to look back
But its so far away-I can only see black.
A man is calling-my heart knows him well
I try to turn back-a tear drop fell.
Little voices are calling-I love them so much
I follow their voices-wanting to touch.
The light now behind me-I run back the same way
And once again-I start to pray.
My eyes suddenly open-and I look to see
My husband and kids-staring at me.
I had come back from the path-and the light somehow
And back where I belong-at least...for now.