The Pathless Land

My soul had been darkened
As I sought the light.
All other doors had closed
I thought one was open
I wanted to enter in.
“Perhaps there is a path
I will try to follow it”
Although my higher truth said no.

Then the door closed
I felt not anger but a cold certainty
That this was not my way.
I felt relieved to know it
Yet warmth was missing.
Then from an unexpected source came joy
An opening to possibilities undreamed of
It was a benediction, an answer to a prayer.

The closed world is not for me
My light burns again
As I glimpse the pathless land
And feel free once more.