A forest in front of me
As far as eyes can see
So many trails to pick from
I choose which one will be
Obstacles clutter each and every way
Still a promise; a brighter day
There's this pull in my heart
Where fear can not possibly sway
On this path, I walk along
Embracing the gifts in being 'wrong'
Hoping 'right' will find me more
Throughout, I will sing my song
Knowing not what tomorrow will hold
Finding warmth when I am cold
Keeping eyes on the bigger picture
I am brave. I am bold
God and angels do accompany me
Together here, in sorrow and glee
Helping me to let it go
Helping me to let it be
Future is bright, this I know
Shining with it's ever promising glow
Blessed am I, in this life
Made to shine, made to grow
Naropa, Africa, Music, Peace and Love
I will experience all the above
God as wind under these wings
I will soar, sings the dove
(Six word Fridays-visit Melissa's blog.)

6 comments:
You are strong, indeed! I love this poem. I wish I could create such art within the six word construct!
This is just beautiful.
Eyes on the bigger picture, you will soar! <3
Wonderful! I am brave. I am bold. I should put that on my mirror to see everyday!
beautiful, Tessa!
Thank you for the encouraging words!
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