Journey to Myself

By: Stephanie MacDonald

What was simple and pure
began to fade
in such a way
that it went unnoticed
until it was feared too late...

What am I doing?
Where am I going?
All I feel is stress
Help! directions, please!
I need to make sense of this mess!

Searched high and low
Until, behold!
I found some common sense
Behind my eyes in a room so dark,
the smoke began to clear...

Things are not
what they appear to be
There's a secret behind what's "real"
Play your part using only your heart
We are each a work of art...

Begin to see from inside the mind
All is one and all need love
Our potential infinite, as the sky above
We are eternal beings of light,

Open vision of third-eye sight!