Walking the labyrinth in New Harmony, Indiana. A spiritual occurrance. Prose

Yea, tho I walk through the maze of this mysterious labyrinth

I will fear no evil for thou art with me every uncertain step of the way

Each puzzling turn I take I wonder is this the correct way?

Then I pause and remember, there is no wrong way

Although It may seem difficult, I am comforted by the gentle breeze that caresses my moist brow

I see the blue sky above with fluffy clouds drifting lazily by

I'm turning another zigzag. Which way?

I see a baby rabbit scampering by

I wonder where it's mama is?

Aha new birth, " A time for planting and a time for harvesting "

Funny, I should think of that scripture?

I'm winding down. It's a straight walk with two directions, one to the right and one to the left

I'm watching the baby rabbit, he's turning left

He must sense his mama is near

I follow close behind and see him run to his mama, so beautiful!

I look up and see an exit sign

I must have chosen the correct path

I wonder what I would've seen if I'd chosen the other way?

My psyche whispers, " You will walk this amazing labyrinth again on another bright sunny day. "