Follower of Light

New roads,
New paths to discover and walk upon. 

The feeling of unknown, 
Of letting go,
Giving in. 

(Not giving up, but giving in)

A certainty:
Feet have walked these dirt roads before,
Breaths have exhaled these same passions.
I have found my tribe,
The tribe of hearts.

Mind lost,
No recollection,
(What happened, 
Where was I?)
I was just living too intensely, 
Being so alive. 

When skin becomes fire,
When sounds become lightning.
Though night is still black,
The soul can see with its own light. 

What storm am I in,
Whose rain is salty,
Of sweat and tears of joy?
I am bathed in ocean water,
Submerged in saline lakes.

I vanish,
Go astray.
My heart was beating,
leading my way.

I am of the tribe of hearts,
I am of the dancing spirits,
a follower of light.
My house is built with kindness,
My land protected by truth.

My feet walk these roads,
My breath exhales these passions,
I am of the tribe of hearts,
a follower of light.