I sat in dark, November night, everything in still
No noise is heard, but in my head, this vision came to me
I see a wall of bricks of red, myself there standing small
I wondered what this vision meant, searched deeper now in thought
I feel a fear rise in me, the one I’ve felt before
Beads of sweat now forming, though air this eve is cool
This vision looks familiar, my heart now beating fast
But this vision I don’t run from, I face my fears at last
I see myself start climbing, hanging onto life
Upwards I start moving, something now in sight
My eyes they can’t see clearly, but my urge too climb still there
It feels more like a staircase, instead my wall is there
Over half way I now climb, still hanging onto it
My vision becomes clearer, I nearly see my gift
My last stretch is the hardest, continue or let go
My gift is calling out too me, two more climbs to go
I reach the top, upon I sit, my eyes do look around
Here I write these words for you, too show you what I’ve found
Sitting here in triumph, my heart as rested so
Is a light beyond perfection, my soul it starts to glow
Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm
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