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Take My Hand
Take my hand and let’s go explore……..
Follow the path that has cobwebs enclosing it, protecting the hidden wonders that lie beyond the veil of darkness. Take footsteps along dried century old rose petals that cling to every step we take. Touched by age old webs spun to protect something sacred and pure and only allowing enlightened souls to feel it’s beauty whilst others will see it as something to be removed and cleared away. Descending stairs enticing us to keep going. Holding on tighter, tasting fear and excitement, tingling sensation as we grip tighter and follow the enchanting, haunting sounds coming from afar beckoning us to come. Stepping on thorns and blood and pain not deterring us to keep going. Voices whispering words we are not familiar with but converse with our soul. Ancient scriptures cover the walls as we enter further down to the unknown. Their meanings conversing with our hearts yet our minds cannot decipher. Our souls wanting to follow the rhythm from afar as the path is still a long one. As we look into each other’s eyes we are oneness and our spirits at peace in the darkness that surrounds us engulfing us in another time and realm that is unfamiliar but magical………
