................The Light Calls Poem by elysabeth faslund

Surrounded by true-to-faith millions,
but what's this? Light through an
alien forest, an unknown forest.

What protection? Do I walk alone?

Millions are traveling the Ancestor Path.
Sweet voices call, sweet incense veils,
but what's this? Singing in the forest.

What protection? Do I walk alone?

Light and song beckon to this wanderer.
I leave the path, unafraid, and alone.
Warm hands and eyes welcome me home.

Millions pass me by. I wish them well.
Walking the lesser-known path,
I find myself at peace.

For peace has found me worthy.