There is a journey, a trip of sorts. Around a thin passageway and a road filled with pools of lava. We walk in groups for fear of being stranded alone, fallen in a ravine. The vultures glide low searching for the dead or the dying. We walk in groups but we are always alone. Looking down at the dried up riverbed we can feel the dead heat sun searing through our skin and dried up bones. We wonder if our prayers can survive long enough to find the One we hope you respond. We pray in groups of ten and we sing in ancient tongues as we circle around this ledge, avoiding the fallen boulders and pebbles. Take my hand, I will give you all that I can. As you walk in the valley of the shadows of... Take my hand and find the truth inside of you, to empower you, to thrust your trust into your soul. Anything is possible, anything is possible... #poem #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poems #writer #writing #poetryisnotdead #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #lyrics #creativewriting #typewriter #poets #writers #poetsociety #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #poetsofig #writersofig #loveInstagram

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