The path

The path is green with autumn leaves falling more and more
The path was dark...but now there is this light...this light
I prayed, I have prayed and prayed...and therefor the light

He knows nothing
Of the darkness
He says he had a tough ride
But still, he knows nothing of my darkness

The abyss that was lurking
Lurking around me, trying to swallow me
But he saved me, the only one, the only that saves
Still he knows nothing, he does not understand , not the darkness nor that light that saves
How random his mind is.

Like calculating, he is reasonable. That is nice.
Though he still can not understand , not those things of the soul.
Like he has none
He lives in a carnal universe, the world of the flesh

The world of the flesh scares me.
I find no reason there, it does not make sence
Though that darkness, the one trying to swallow me, it serves the world of the flesh
Maybe that is why that world scares me

But mediocracy, mediocracy belong also to that world
Where humans forget the soul, forget to ask questions.
Who am I? where do we come from?
They serve the lord of mediocre , he is darkness in the end

I have been there.