Stepping off the Path

Stepping off the Path

I lost my way. I stepped right off the path
And stumbled down, so deep into the dark,
Into that forest where I’ve seen the creatures
You’ve heard all crying in the heart of night

And tearing fear out from the darkness hiding
So much of this our possible bright world
Behind impenetrable blankets of dark.
A mystery that twists the possible

Around in darkness as we wait for dawn
To come and take us by the hand, away
From these dark forests where too much goes on
We cannot e...