I started down this corridor blindly.
I walk though I cannot see,
As my vision clears things only get more confusing.
I see what is before me but it is as a maze.
I go with the path I feel is right.
I come to a dead end,
I try to retrace my steps.
Yet I end up in a place still more bewildering.
When I find my way the whole structure changes,
I play by rules that are not my own.
I’m drawn
Trapped
I try to break free.
Ensnared.
Quicksand,
I am sinking in quicksand.
It’s only a matter of time before the end comes.
But wait,
I hear a sound
Small at first,
Distant
I hear it drawing closer.
Hope is still lingering,
Tiny but growing.
I see a light.
I am lifted.
The light shows me where I must go
All is restored.
I am restored.
I am saved.