I
do see the bright light
Shining
Comforting
and warm
Telling
That
the goal is near
It
is a bright point
Not
an end
A
check mark
A
small pile of stones
Set
beside the path
To
show the way
A
deep breath
At
the ridge of a hill
Before
heading into the valley
Only
to ascend the next rise
Because
that new hill
Is
entirely different
Than
the one I just climbed
We
may celebrate
Rejoice
and cheer
When
the prodigal son
Walks
the road towards home
Because
it is good
That
he checked in
Let
everyone know
He
was alright
But
he will be gone again
To
new challenges
His
homecoming only temporary
Another
bright spot
Another
stack of stones
Marking
a safe path
A
brief sanctuary
That
light I see
Is
a welcome light
Where
I will also breath deep
Rest
my head a moment
Rejuvenate
Then
take up my load
Put
my feet to the path
And
climb, climb, climb
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