In the midst of a storm on a turbulent sea, I am tossed about like a refugee. I am bruised and cut, clothes tattered and torn. At the end of my rope I begin to mourn. Peering into the dark through the tempest of life I search for some hope to be rescued from strife. Throwing back my head in desperation I scream, as I cry for help from this deadly dream. Out of the tempest and darkness I see a pinpoint of light that's guiding me. My failing vision clings onto this beam like a ray of hope in a desperate dream. The longer I strive to hold on to this light, the greater it grows, the stronger I fight. The vision before me enraptures my heart as the Great Spirit comes, His love to impart. When I awake from this tumultuous dream and the mists of night vanish like steam, I perceive the message the Creator's conveyed - with the power of love can the Light be made. So when into the darkness the paths of life take, always carry the Light that love doth create. For in so doing you will brighten the way of others whose lives seek the light of day. © Virginia Butchart Cowie SongDancing

"This poem could almost have been written about me....or you....or anyone who can relate to these types of feelings.   Being tossed around in a sea of emotions that flood you amidst confusion....from reality, from hurts, from dreams even.   Feeling lost and as if you are drowning, when suddenly there is a light or a strength that empowers you and keeps you going, even when you feel like giving up.   And in persevering, we shine our lights to others who need to know, who need the strength and the courage to keep going....to those who seek the beacon of light that guided us through our own seastorms of life.   What a wonderful expression of emotions Virginia has shared!"

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