Finding my way to here

The dense fog shifts.
Soft light filters through the grayness;
a path emerges.

I walk forward
into a place of unknowing,
taking each step by feel
like a game of
blind-man’s-bluff.

It is a time to trust.
A time to be
in this space of unknowing;
to turn toward my uncertainty
with curiosity and wonder;
It is a time to look inward,
and to listen
for the wisdom
that is all around me.

By living my questions
with my heart open
wide to possibilities
I will find my way,
step by step.

Wherever it is
I am going,
I am here.

~Cyndi at Composting Words

(Note: I wrote this poem to commemorate my 1-year blogging anniversary.  It is a reflection of my healing-journey from Lyme Disease.  You can read Blogging through a year of Lyme – one step at a time . . . for more reflections in prose.  Below are some images that help tell the story in this poem.)

shining a light on possibilities

a guidepost for way-finding in the fog or snow

emerging from the fog