Lead me to the promised land

Lead me to a place where broken hearts reside, Where tender threads of love and hope abide, Where wounds are healed inside, And transformation's gentle breeze does gently glide. Across the bridge of time, where memories unfold, Into the brightest days, where stories are told, Melodies of contentment and delight resound, In harmony with my soul's deepest desires profound. And there, the essence of who I truly am, Is celebrated without reservation, free from alarm, No masks or pretenses, just the purest of heart, A reflection of the beauty that sets us apart. Lead me to places high, where skies stretch wide and far, Where a day shines like a sparkly star, and winds whisper low and near, The whispers of change, a gentle, guiding breeze, That stirs the soul, and sets the spirit free to seize. Lead me to a place where dreams are born anew, Where fears are cast off, like autumn leaves, and all is true, A place where hope and courage intertwine, And the beauty of the journey is forever divine. In this sacred space, where hearts are mended with care, I'll find my true self, and leave my doubts and fears to share, For in the stillness, I'll discover my inner light, And shine like a beacon, guiding others through the night.