Guide me through the low-light
Through the portals closing in
Fingertips leading through this labyrinth
Assurance through this maze is bliss
Show me that.....
There is saving grace...
where in blackness we've fallen
And that there is ...
No shame in skinned knees
and dirty faced tears
Bring me to light at the end of this tunnel
Shade my eyes when it's too bright to see
Strum softly beneath billowed blooms
Bed me soft in fields made
.....for the end of this journey
~Blue
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