Into The Mist

Into The Mist

Into The Mist

Into the mist my spirit flies,
straight towards the heart of fear and sighs;
My angels above and guides below
Greet my soul with a loving glow.

Tho’ I can’t see, I trust and feel
Surely I cry, this can’t be real;
Cries of anguish, woe and despair
All around me, clamor for air.

C’mon, says my guide, we must not tarry,
True peace awaits those who can carry;
The weight of their world without complaint,
Only then will you find the Light of the Saints.

Into the mist, my spirit soars,
Totally awakened like never before.
My animals and angels around me stand
Encircled by love they take my hand.

c Susan Vesna 2013
All Rights Reserved

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