
The path ahead is hidden,
Foggy and unclear.
Am I going the right direction?
I am lost and in fear.
I knew always you were there.
I felt your warm embrace.
I was doubtful that I�d find you,
Thinking I�d never see your face.
Then one night I saw you,
From the full moon�s light above.
I saw you in all your splendor,
As you showered me with love.
I heard you say, �Child, follow me,
I promise you will not fall.
I give you all the love I have,
As I give my love to all.�
I walk along this hidden road,
One foot before the other.
I follow you My Lady.
I follow you Dear Mother.
Stephanie Golden
June 12, 2003