If emotions are tunnels and we are trains going through them Then we need to keep moving all the way through to the other side We have to move through the darkness to the peaceful light at the end of the tunnel Have you ever sat in the darkness hoping everything will turn out right in the end That’s what we call faith, when there is no no hope in human endeavor Close your eyes, pretend we are some where else - a better place The Soul n Spirit of mine comes to fore as fears have a short shelf life Sometimes we do funny things, that’s a facade Just to distract from the tight corner we are in We are all looking for that secret side door exit where none exists It is time to accept that for our only chance to survive is through our fears Don’t do anything when you have the surge of emotions Let them pass with tears rolling down dancing on the cheeks The sense of rest that comes in the wake of letting go nourishes the Soul
