Pray, walk with me. I must walk toward the light. Take my hand. The way is uncertain, but I must go. Doubt would claim me. Mistrust would wound me. Fear would own me. I must abandon the darkness. Raven has blessed me. I must walk toward the light. Open your arm—use my shoulder. Pray, walk with me.

Walk Toward the Light—Santa Fe, New Mexico (January 27, 2009)
R. Harold Hollis