Cloud obscures the sun
Wind unsettles the landscape
Rain douses the spirit
On such days
I strive for clarity
For the deepest answers
For the deepest questions
For the deepest experience
On such days
I strive for clarity
For the deepest answers
For the deepest questions
For the deepest experience
Often
That is enough
To learn the nature of darkness
So I may seek the source
Beyond the world I know
Of the rest, I’ve learned to follow
Not always the brightest
Nor the nearest
And when I
Finally find the light
No matter where
It seems to be
It is the grey world of the mundane
Which confounds my seeking
Where everything which casts a shadow
Seems lighter than the darkness
I only have a glimpse
Of the way ahead
Through difficult terrain
Many sections of the path
Remain obscured
And the final destination
Still lies beyond
The visible horizon