The lights shine on
The chatter ricochets off the walls
The wind hits me in my face
And makes me alive.
The curving path leads somewhere else
Those people who leave, with no explanation.
The heart aches to comprehend
Aches to go back, back again to the straight path.
What is beyond - it does not know
Like the candle that remains in darkness
Even though it lights all the rest.
The shadows remain, the stone walls stand
As I stand to answer the call of my soul.
Illuminate me.