through the labyrinthine corridors
of my mind I press on,
pushing past the shadows,
tuning out the voices,
that tell me I can't,
that I've been that way
before and failed,
"best turn back"
they whisper,
"better not to fall again",
but this time,
this time, I will not be deterred,
I am seeking the deeper path,
searching for the voice within
calling deep to deep
and deeper still,
echoing with my hearts
fullest yearnings ,
crying
"Abba, Father"
where I know as I am known,
freed to become
who I truly am...
