When patterns emerge in a simple golden light
You will know what truth has come to set you free
Will you stop to listen or wait for another’s permission?
Mark your own path
Let go of the handrail
What holds you back
Is your dark told tale
Use your silent compass
After you've studied the trail
The road revealed in each and every step
Yours to discover is a gift you'll soon accept
Test the waters with your toes
Feel the breeze with your fingers
Master the moment in your mind
Heal the heart with your inner hero
Now listen in silence
To the compass of guidance
Where have you been waiting for permission before taking the next step?
When you stop and listen, what rises up?
