Just trying to find my Way

The
crossroad
Many times it does appear
Different
forms, same truths

The patterns present
themselves
Confusion and chaos
Cloud the
Way

The opening to the soul, a life
journey
Illusionary treasure hunts a must, to gather the
knowings of Self

Little by little, piece by
piece, bit by bit,
Crossing the thresholds
Of Self

No need to repeat the rabbit trails
For once the pilgrim finds his Way back to the treasure
trunk of life, the golden nugget of wisdom may be placed

And a new trail will surely
appear
And off we go again

Live,
be free, seize the adventure, savour the moments for in the end they constitute
a Life well Lived

~Lori