Pathways are so bright especially in the middle. Two lights put forth a shine unexplainable. Darkness on the right, weariness on the left, lights just up ahead. Someone stops in front of me and took the road toward weariness. Raindrops falling one by one and some are big, some are small and the whistling wind appearing, howling at me.

Lights appear all around. Beautiful bridges collapse. This road doesn’t end, even after the storm that is bellowing in the midst of my eyes. Railroads in every direction, which rail shall I take?  I must stop at neither, because we must stop ahead at the junction. The man ahead took a left while waiting to take a right. Blue sirens are going around and around. One cannot outrun the wind because of its strength. This road is so lonesome and has no dead end. I cannot expect of any other place to go, but just ahead.

             I am only in the midst of this storm and looking ahead. Darkness covers everything but in between. I cannot explain what I see, everyone has vanished and no one is here, but me. I have no proof of my thoughts, only words in distraught. The sign I see, appears to read “Yield”. What does this mean? I work myself into a frazzle and I imagine friends behind me looking ahead, but they cannot reach, touch me, because I am moving to fast to turn around. Connections overhead tell me that I am about to make it. Not much longer it will be before I touch that I see. My feet are sore, my hands are tired, and I cannot think to stop since I have come thus far. I am getting closer, moving ahead. Why Me? I wonder how he could want a person like me. Spiteful ones cannot follow; I know this is hard to swallow.

            Oh no! Here it comes again, rain pouring down on me, which is soaking my clothes that I have on my body, reminding me of things that I have done. The voice I hear is very clear to me. Hush, I hear a song singing to me,

“You’ve just about made it, keep going just keep going. You can do it, no one will believe it, but you can do it. Don’t be weary, don’t worry, I am with you and don’t look back, just ahead, because the rain is just……”

Oh gosh, someone stopped in front of me. I jumped! I am so afraid.  A voice I hear plain and clear,

“I placed him out of your way; you are in the right lane. It is okay because his light, the light is brighter than you know, there is no darkness now only rain. The rain must come to this city before any ease will come for the pity. It is all about the one, who sent me; it’s the white bright light that covers the clouds. No fields in this place but you have arrived at your destination. Now walk into the beautiful colorful scenery and enjoy the gift that you have been given. Be bountiful, be generous, take your manners with you and enjoy, unto the end of this journey.”

            As I move forward, I embrace my heart, and I count my blessings for which lies ahead of me. No turning back this time, no expecting this time, because the unexpected is to be expected in the future of your destiny.

  All of a sudden the road I was on circled to the right and made a complete U turn and out of nowhere, I began to see the sunshine spreading her light above the trees over the hilltops and through the forest. My tires were on a track that couldn’t be loosened. They follow this track without control. As I am traveling, I see a white cloud form in the heavens with an appearing angel inside singing her rejoicing song.Go forth my precious one; travel in the track because you’re in a fixed track that you can tread upon. A sign beside the path displays words unknown to thy understanding. Just up ahead another mile, traveling alone I thought, but many was with me. Angels, that is, preparing for the determination that I had carried along by my side. What a sorrowful time you must have had in order to survive the unrighteous. Lest not be afraid, for I am with thou.   Take my hand and I will lead you through. I will show thou what les you not have seen. Lest they have not room to spare I will give you room to spare. I shall behold all that has been passed down to the future, future generation. I can remember the days of your youth and I will remove thy remembrance for great things are to follow. Weep no more, but cry no less, because crying can bring joy. Follow the right road and don’t pass up anything. Remove all bad thoughts and place with the good things to come. The willing will experience healing. It is okay, you are almost there. Lay yourself down and worry no more my angels because you have received the key to my opened door     

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