Journey in The Mist

Journey in the Mist

Through the mist of the morning I try to see;
Instead I feel lost, can’t find my way, and I weep.
I wonder during the waking hours, I wander during the night,
And I can’ find a place to lay my head, I can’t find the light.

There is a place, I know, where all of this will make sense,
Where all my thoughts will match with my senses.
In such place I will be able to hold everything together,
And the thoughts of mine I will be able to gather.

To get there I just need to keep on going, one step at a time,
Even if I am not sure of the direction in this heart of mine.
Each step is a victory, each day that I wake up to a celebration,
The journey is important too, not just the destination.

Karla B