Journey

They walk on through the desert…
Open and vast, there’s no end in sight.

Dark and cool are the nights…
Their hearts like those hanging stars..
Twinkling and shining..
Hanging onto a hope..

Their souls containing many passages, just like being lost in the galaxies..
Each with a different story to be held.
Multifaceted their reality is…
Mirrors within’ mirrors..
Light upon light she remembers Him on her journey.

A.S.