I go there down paths before unpaved. I walk lightly that the feet of me not touch bottoms-deep. You keep me there held always in the light of your voice. I listen closely that my hearing leads me there always inside the light of the way to you. Where go I down the path leading me to the very sight of my being? What of … Continue reading I am In Awe of You
I go there within to the quiet place. It is my salvation, the balm that soothes gaps in time. I nestle there where the cave is covered and the light dim to glow. I need but a little to carry me. I see even when the flame blows in sway. Nothing is lost there. The shadow reveals the wall, and it is the wall on … Continue reading Way-Maker
We give thanks for that which is given inside the tangible seeing of the holding of our sight. Both the known and the unknown gifts from a source vaster than the stretch of the imagination reaching for answers in order to know. Oh, but the glory remains hidden behind trees that thought cannot see its way, only the way of the soul searching for the … Continue reading We Bow in Gratitude
There are times when I don’t have the words. They stay hidden underneath the floorboard, the one where the crack used to be. I don’t always see through them in the same way. The light covered as though the block is permanent. Yet I know truth. I lean toward the voice of truth echoing skies where the fog rolls through before clearing to shine. I … Continue reading The Voice of My Soul
There in the infinite space of your breath do I lay my head, face eastward toward the sun. I am guided always by the light. It is the way. It is the star of my following when night falls and the quiet feels haunting. How serene your voice. How mysterious the way of alignment that I can only pause the thinking of my thoughts to … Continue reading The Way of Life’s Bounty
Kissiah Young, MSW 