
I cant see out the abyss, but I know freedom is close
Has it been snatched away, or has it merely changed form yet again?
Was that sprouting seed transplanted only to perish?
Again, the answers lie in my never-ending dialogue with God,

Faith my guiding light
His light the only guide through my mind’s labyrinth.
My thought’s morph into prayers, bouncing ideas and possibilities off the One greater than myself.
All else has paled in comparison, my nemesis and my dream.

I will keep seeking, Your light always chases away my shadows
All that is left is the road to freedom, finding the road of His Will.
From the canyon once again I seek the #PerfectPlan, but this time is different.
This abyss is not as dark, fear no longer such a cumbersome shadow.

This canyon too shall pass – the victory is already mine
This in itself gives me new hope, courage and kindness.
The stronger my Faith, the terser becomes my battle and the faster my climb.
The victory is already mine.