There must be a path through this darkness,

A way through this wilderness

I fall and trip

Stumble and flail

Where do I find direction?

Where do I look for guidance?

Nothing is familiar

Everything is confused

The forest engulfs me

The darkness overwhelms me

I want to give up

Just sit in this darkness

But there is a small voice

A dim light that beckons me

There is a path in this darkness

A way in this wilderness

-Glenn S. Reynolds