Walking walking walking
down a golden path of innocence
The trees line the way, swaying with each footstep
A spilt in the way comes.
A conflict arises, go left or right?
Breathe deeply and see
not far down a haze obscures the left
Choose the other way.
Eagle’s wings entice, hop on for a ride
fly high above it all
Winds enjoy playing with the free hairs that dangle
See, see where the golden path is to lead
Into a rainbow of healing and abundance.
Not to be caught by the mists of the past,
continue on up the golden path.