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.