Torn Web

You struggle to see beyond the web
but how do you find it in the dark?
How do you find it with blind eyes?
How do you find it with closed ears?

You struggle to unlock with the key
of the truth of one profound thought.
Whatever was it to be?
But one link of endless links.

In the darkness alone you wait
to seek and solve the mystery.
In the stillness of the night
there can be tranquility.

A voice echoes in the mist;
A voice matured with knowing eyes;
A voice touched with open ears;
A choice appears from within...

"No longer this web of self doubt
when freedom emerged from this torn web."

Angelwing
© 1997