To../..Through... Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Ages and ages... Filled
with new, and old crinkled
pages... Stories, that changes...
Views, looks, and language...
Through, the mazes, , , of time, and
the questions, , , of mind. What will
we find...In the days of tomorrow...
And the roads that we follow...
Though out, the different phases..
Ways of the heart...And loves...
Different, stages...When our dreams
come, and we feel stuck, and faded...
Lost in the sea of waves, that play us...
Though, how, , , can we let the darkness...
Surround, , , In cage us? ? ? When, All about, All
Around, Through the haze...Is...His Beautiful,
Rays... Bringing Sight... To Night... As He
Holds, , , A Candle In His Hand... Behind Him...
Shadows Stand...He Holds The Light...
To Our, , , To The, , , Promise Land...