Sunday, March 16, 2014

On my path.

The light that I follow, matches my own.
It moves me forward.
It corrects my missteps.

I know it my path, unique.
I find teachers on the way, helping me along.
The path leads me back to original source.
Where both dark and light are birthed.
Complete in its essence.

Each step is a dance.
I'll move with the rhythm.
Swinging my hips, snapping my fingers....
'Cause my path is a song only I can hear.

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