Unworthy

 
The Path Through Black Trees
leads to a quiet stone dais
 
You lay still there and wait
for the spirit voices
 
Sometimes they accept you  
and you become one of them
 
Your pain ended
Your lonliness gone
 
The Path becomes
one Black Tree longer
 
The wind becomes
one whisper stronger
 
Sometimes you are rejected
and sent back to walk the earth
 
To live, learn and love longer
To suffer through your sorrow
to discover what the heart of it is
 
The journey isn't complete
until one knows oneself
 
The soul isn't whole
until it understands
the circles and cycles
of agony and ecstasy
 
I've still a long road to walk
before I return to the Path