I obscure my view
Seeing me as I was
As I might have been
As I now must be
Time taunts me to regret the moments gone astray
The strong child voice that fell on ears of neglect and discontentment to become the faint whisper of an adolescent alone and confused
Propelled aimlessly into nothingness
Into dark caverns of confusion
Where is my God now?
Was I to see and to know without the voice to speak
To wander this place purposefully attaining wisdom, silent strength
Unknown to me- destiny forging my path here, to now, to the light
To the strong place where strong powerful voices claim their stand
I offer to the space between form and spirit, what I was and am no longer
Om namah Shivaya