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