Buoyancy

Along vast expanses of desert plains have I wandered, parched and sun drenched, only to finally arrive at the crossroads but not before becoming a victim of my past. I have fallen prey to the world and its temptations, clenched tightly in its talons and have found myself bound by enslavement in the deepest of caverns. Now I must suffer my afflictions for an eternity unless my heart softens with a contrite spirit and I humble myself on bended knees. I desperately seek forgiveness, asking for guidance so that I may find my way back to the lantern’s light.

Climbing your way out of the darkest reaches of a hole is no easy task without a rope, a harness, and a headlamp to guide you, especially when you have been holding, for so long, by a thin fragile thread. Because of the long exposure to darkness your pupils dilate leaving the iris without color and no peripheral sight. You reek of dampness and filth and you are trapped by the contentment of pleasure and desire but now you can’t keep from drowning in the fathoms. You seek absolution and freedom from this catastrophic crypt before your last breath expires.

We only have one chance, one life, and what we do with the time that is given to us will resonate throughout eternity. We have been given free will, a choice, on which path to follow and it’s never too late to have the wind change direction. It may take some of us a lifetime to find happiness but if we are harnessed, hold tightly to the rope, plant our feet on solid foundation, and follow the direction of the light we can be saved from the tragic consequences.

I have found my angel to guide me and what I see in her is heaven, purity, innocence and light. She is the foundation on which I stand and she is my strength. She is my breath and my life and I don’t believe I can survive without her. And so, I now head in a new direction, towards the light of trembling lanterns so that I may find peace, happiness, and eternity. The waters may be turbulent at times but now I have buoyancy.