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
