The Forest

From the edge of the forest we enter in

To mysterious shadows cloaked in sin

Inner fears, dark and involved

symbolizing issues, unresolved

To ominous trees and foreboding skies

Winding paths of disappointments and lies

Scary or sad or a combination of both

Or maybe, just maybe, test ground for growth

Randomly quizzing spirituality 

Rewarded by sunlight just beyond the trees

Discovering the nature of our natural state

Confronting fears, faith and fate

An emerging self from the hidden and untamed

Germinated seeds by soil and soaking rain

Or the soul in pain as we comb the woods

For meaning, purpose or something good

For self discovery is our means to an end

When from the edge of the forest we enter in

T.C

I am Tim Clark  all rights reserved c. 2017