Bright Light

You're walking down the aisle,
Where you last found yourself.
It's a long way down to nothing,
Where the winds call themselves.

There's nothing to be seen,
In plain sight,
But I'm counting on that silky,
Bright Light,
There, On the Horizon...

Trying to find something to hold on to,
Something worth doing.
Because there is only a thin line between,
Something done, and something worth being.

...

So, I hope that you too have that Bright Light that keeps you going!