Beckoning

The light is burning brighter,
Beckoning us to follow through.
Come now it says, the light has found you.

Follow, we must, it is our choice,
To be guided by the light,
Beckoning us to follow through.

It speaks to us in whispers.
Guiding us to flow with it,
Toward the unknown.

Can you hear the call,
Beckoning to come forward,
The time is now.

Do not hesitate.
Do not fear.
Come toward the light now,
For the light will keep life clear.