A Guiding Light

Hold my hand, dear

And let go of your fear.

Take one step forward

And it’s okay if you fall backwards.

I will hold you steady

And help you feel ready.

On the inhale, expand with possibility

Fill up each cell with hope so you can see.

On the exhale, let go of the weight

Loosen your grip on what is stale freight.

Through the valleys and peaks

I am with you and what you seek.

A sense of familiar, a sense of comfort

A sense of home, a guiding light to your inner court.