The Light, the Way, the Day and the River

From a picture I saw.......


I am lost in the mist,
and I barely see,
a distant Light,
piercing the dense, dense fog.

Yet, I follow the Light,
for I know it is 
the only Way
I can go.

Suddenly, the fog
lifts up,
revealing a bright, bright,
clear Day,
and then I hear,
the bubbling of,
a river running through.

There in the River,
I find rest,
and refreshing,
as I soak myself,
in the River,
and drink deep
from its 
clear healing spring.


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