Journey

I am
In that land over the rainbow
After walking time and distance
Through the valley of the shadow
Of death
Not my own
But of my own
In blackness I crept
Kneading the night
Feeling for anything but everything.
At last
Hope became a thing
So tiny
So barely there
And upon it I fixed my gaze
Following
Leading
Out of depth
Into galactic light and height
And it grew
Closer
Actual
I reached out my everything
To clutch it
And Hope lifted its head and stared
With unblinking new eyes
Saying
You found me.