Into misty swirling drifts of doubting 
creep the feeble fears
that feed regrets remorselessly
until the dawning.

Droplets of remorse bedew your flesh
while the shadows
cover your vision of what might have been
but is no more.

Is there no pathway to regaining
your bearings
and rebuilding 
the mansion of memorable embraces
once found but
now regretted 
since the shade crept in.

Comes the light to shine upon the
nether places 
deep within your mind
on the surface of the bubbling
cauldron of hope.

Cross over my child,
the child of my heart,
cross over to discover
the long sought
solution to your keyless
doorway to love.

The true one is there and extends
a bridge 
trembling in the winds of adversity
but still built
to carry you over.

Cross over and pass through the fog
that covers your sight.

Cross over
without fear,
knowing the true one awaits.