Journeys Of The Soul

To take this scroll of opportunity
and preserve the wandering of my mind
as an everyman of modest means
who spills the sayings of his soul,
who writes of divine light
infused upon my time and skin.

It is the diary of my ache,
the pearls of pains and passions
strung as a diadem of ink.
In hopes this stumbling way of faith
with all its flaws and frailties
might be a witness to inspire
the struggles of another.

What emerges out of the lines
hopefully echoes with honesty,
not of life perfect or ideal,
just one spent in the common search
and reaching the same destination
of that simple spot in truth
where life becomes so significant
because we learn how love,
so it truly is
a cornerstone of happiness’s house.

Oh the simplest of confessions
is the jewel of awareness.
Now let this quill of mine
leave behind the essence inside
that leaves a joy, a hope and aid
over how it isn’t important
how far we travel in life,
as it is how much we lived
during the sojourn.
For in that sight
we truly disclose
if our eyes were open
while we stepped.