Destitute of vision; feet frozen in place. Your Hand caresses my soul…. Melting me with Your grace. Fear surrounds my mind: which path shall I take? Hearing You call me Home…The Journey’s long that I must make. My steps must be carefully chosen … for shadows follow me, hiding hearts afraid of Life; I pray they are set free!! May Our dance never end !! Your arm secures me as I look forward to The Honeymoon.