Stony heartache, desperate longing
Manufacturing life in a realm of belonging
Don’t be deceived, keep your focus
On what is right
Journeying thru the darkness
Well into night.

Born to believe
In the goodness of life
Never deviate from the path
That is absolutely right
Down the trail which holds you
Be it left or right.

Take the way
That in your heart
You know must be
The only one to lead
To the holy altar
Of serendipity.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011