Intangible

The light seems so close…like I can reach for it and hold it securely in my hands…like it can be mine forever.

But this is not possible.

I  learn that I only need to keep my focus on the light, and  continue moving  toward it.

I am patient as I navigate through the forest, amidst all of  the beauty, mystery and clutter.  

I  forge my own path in the cold, damp earth.  

I know the light is there…I am comforted by its presence, it’s warmth…its power.  

I realize that I don’t need to hold  light in my hands.  Just in the knowing that it is there…

I am safe.

Intangible « THROUGH THE HEALING LENS