A ripple in a pond at summers end.
A road before me of which I see no apparent end.
I walk this path not knowing what this adventure hath in store.
The road it beckons to me saying come follow me for a while though you cannot see me before you with mundane eyes.
It implores to me to look with closed eyes through my mind to follow the path now unveiled before me. Though I know it wont be an easy journey I stroll on. In my mind I think and hope one day in some way that maybe some day the path I see before me may show to me a life of gratitude and peace.
Though this path may be vast, and full of trials through the vast and many miles I stroll I endure on forward forward to the journeys end.
Through the trials set before me I hope as I may that maybe some day in some way shed some light upon the world.
Light of golden hue in which nature's beauty shall unfurl to shine true.
As a beacon to the few and true whom a voice from within beckons to them to follow their path.