The mystical winds
are blowing,
are blowing,
there are changes
in the air.
Some can hear
their whispers calling,
filling minds with
truth and fear.
We are now
on a journey,
into the
mystic realms,
where truth is
waiting patiently,
to wake us from
our foggy spell.
The fear of
not knowing
what lies around
the bend,
can test our
faith and courage,
but can bring about
our very best.
The evil ones are
always out there,
hiding in these
foggy realms.
Whispering their lies
of greed and hatred,
filling hearts
with mortal fear.
The mystical winds
of change
are all knowing,
and every journey
is a test.
Waking up to
the truth of this,
will lead us
down our path.
We can then walk
amongst the sacred,
knowing that
we are all
One inside at last.
This work by mysticdave is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
Beautiful poem, Dave. I especially appreciated these lines:
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