Life and Faith

The maze is beautiful
Lush deep shrubs
Seven, maybe eight
Feet tall
The path is smooth
No sign of rocks
To stumble me
Or crevasses
To sink me

The sun is warm
Not hot
Warm and bright
Not too bright
Right bright

Why can’t I move
What are these cords
These invisible tender tight
That hold me in place

What was the name of that child’s game
Indian something, I think
That strange small
Accordion tube
Soft and colorful
You put a finger in each end
When you pulled
To free your fingers
You were stuck

The harder you pulled
The harder the tube resisted
Fingers stuck
That sweet panic started
Titillating almost scary
Almost arousing
To be stuck
By such a colorful playful
Bit of nothing
But to know
All you had to do was relax
Stop pulling your fingers apart
Pull one while the other pushed forward
And the stuckness vanished
A magician’s illusion
Your fingers were soon free
So you did it again

Relax again
And the binds will loosen
Relax and you will
Walk through the maze
Enjoying the challenge
Until the worry binds again
And you forget to relax

You forget
To remember
The loving Family
Mother God
Father God
Brother God
Bound together
With Holy Loving Spirits
Just outside the maze
You will find your way
Confidence and love
On the warm sunshine
Laser cutting those invisible

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