Kings Home
A poem of light guiding you right back to home
Focus has begun to give way towards the light.
I was blinded before and not seeing things right.
Everything seems very fuzzy in my line of view.
I can’t seem to make out anything true.
I’m starting to see from a very gray place.
Only when I decided what needs to be faced.
I walked with the unknowing of what was going on.
Fallen so many times from sights I had wrong.
I was tired of walking not knowing a place.
Scared of the blur of the things that I might have to face.
Banged up and bruised from a walk blindly aware.
Angry and hurt from lack of love and divine care.
I’m starting to make out the colors now and see signs that iv passed.
I can see the clear picture and find I’m lost where I’m at.
Mind giving in to a fear I’ve never seem to know.
Now face to face in a place far from home.
I looked at my surroundings to search for someone close.
Had to take a deep breath and find my own boat.
Standing there for a moment finally realizing the truth.
That you could finally see more when you wake up and choose.
This light seems to break away all fuzz from my gaze.
I decided to let this light guide me on my ways.
The clear picture of reality I’ve come to know.
Is the light that will lead you right back home.
So, if you are lost when you start to see things brand new.
Find yourself alone and scared of what you really should do.
Keep the focus on light and soon it will bring.
A clear image of home fit just for a king.
About the Creator
Ashley Fields
I'm a book and a story just waiting to be discovered. The question is, do you like to read?



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