They draw their walls around you to stop you, to trap you,
to keep you from seeing them, seeing what they do.
Yet the tunnels are already built underneath for your escape.
I was trapped tonight, in the lions den, in the belly of the beast
left to the mercy of an enemy that did not know what it had
clasped in the claws, to scared to fight, to still to breath
to flinch was to give up the Sacred Spirit I held in secret
just out of arms length, in the enemy’s reach
and the fear did boil within me, that the Sacred Spirit may be revealed and all would be lost
But I did not flinch, I did not stutter. When questioned I did not betray
I held on to the Light in the shadow of death, and the Light did prevail
and free did I walk, to breath and to wonder
and continue to spread the Keys to the Light
And lo on the journey home did I meet a fellow traveler of the Spirit,
and all doubt was removed to Light my path
