Journey

Sweet as the dreams on the wind,
Open and free to move,
Like dew drops rolling off leaves,
We start off slow and pick up speed,
Then we are on the roll,
Clearing paths and making bridges,
Stumbling into thorn bushes and tripping in holes,
We get ourselves tangled up and wounded,
There is always a way out,
Calm the nerves steady the heart,
And look clear through for the signs,
Pull yourself up,
Lay the scars aside,
And out and open you come,
Like the day finally breaking the night,
Free again and moving,
Cutting through the thick under brush,
At a move steady pace,
Watching footing as well as destination,
Then it comes out of the endless surroundings,
Pearls of light unseen before,
Cloudless gates of untold beauty,
Made of dreams we ride into the light,
Forgetting what was and what happen,
Joy and love is our guide,
And they to guide those that follow,
Even those astray with covered eyes,
Drift into this wonderful journey.