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Being Led By The King

Walking through a long dark hallway,

She sees the shadow of a door and hears the faint sounds of music,

It’s keeping beat with the drum of her heartbeat.

She is completely void of all fear,

But instead is filled with a sense of peace.

She knows once she reaches the end of the hall,

And her hand is on the knob she’ll know that her journey has just begun.

She’ll finally have all the answers she wants.

She enters the room,

And is instantly surrounded by warmth and light.

She sits down and raises her head to the light,

And listens to the melodic voice of the king that will continue to guide her.

“Your journey will soon lead you in the direction you’re meant to be in.”

She listens intently,

And is overcome with hope and faith.

She knows the king is wise and true,

And will not lead her astray.

“Push the doubt and judgments of others out of your path,

No good can come from that.” States the king.

“You may stumble and fall, but I will be there with you so, please don’t worry, that is for me to do not you.”

She smiles,

And once again continues her journey outside this door.

With the knowledge that her king is there to guide her.

With hope and faith in knowing that her king will never fade away.

3/2/05

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