Where your thoughts take you
May be high or low
There are inner places you go
That others will never ever fully know
When the bright face you display
Belies the nights of suffering or torment that grow
Sometimes like a hidden wilderness inside you
The past can be a painful thing
Full of hurt and dread
And it is only natural that the soul can come to feel
Weighted down like lead
By a past that seems determined never to let us rise
Or navigate our way towards
Bluer skies
And then I remember
As a clearing opens
And a silent dawn brings finally after many deaths
Intimations of brighter things
Burgeoning from within
How the impulse to rise
Can suddenly grow
As our cleansing soul
Sprouts its little wings
And prepares to take
Flight again
Skipping its way to freedom
From the bondage of darkest night
That in gestating our souls
Prepared us to live
Both on earth
And in the sky
Emerging From The Dark Night 