There is no right, nor wrong, only one’s perception of what is.
What is reality but a cosmic ray of light only observed by few?
Mistaking that which the mind reveals to be true , not the body.

To take for granted those incredible gifts we already possess,
And those undiscovered waiting for the opportunity to be explored.
We begin to die when we loose precious pieces of our existence.

Each dying piece represents an obstacle diminishing future life,
Gradually killing body and soul until it seems there is no way back.
Yet to recognize there still may exist a fragment of hope waiting.

Great healing abilities lie within all, capable of rejuvenating each piece.
To initiate such an undertaking, one must reach into the heart and soul
pulling out the lost trust in themselves and others allowing this to begin.

Reaching, grasping for the opportune moment that may never return.
Intervention may lead the way to direction only for that split second.
Intuitive, but not sure whether face to face with the right place or time.

Follow your heart to find those who know and will guide you safely,
So the perpetual energy of light may begin to flourish and flow again.
Put your trust in their hands, one piece at a time for they have seen.

To permit such a feat of incredible courage is sometimes more difficult
Than that which brought upon the point of intervention once so frightening.
The reality, allowing perception to cloud what is real is sometimes easier.