When I Was Lost

When I was lost in dark despair
down in the dead of night,
from deep within my soul cried out,
and bitter was the night.
I dreamed I saw a little child
who knew the Way within.
He drew me by his innocence,
so pure, pristine, and good.
When all was dark and I was blind
still he perceived the Light.
He held my hand till I beheld
the beauty, truth, and light.
And when I strayed he waited there
until I found myself.
Stay with me gentle, spirit guide
along the Sacred Way.

Jake Goertzen