As the Lord Spaketh, So Be It!

The ball of light I had followed sped towards the horizon. I quit running.
I knew I could not catch it, so I sat once again in a lonely field.

The Great Lord spoke: "In the province of the mind there are no limitations"

I raised my eyes to the vault of Heaven. Tears rolling down my cheeks. 
"Lord, You know I am alone and weak and so limited. Where is hope? What can I be?"
The thunderous voice went: "As high as clouds or deep as hell, it is your choice and your making!"

The orange globe of light whizzed again through the sky.
Once again I got up and proceeded to follow it. 
A sentence came to my mind. I repeated it like a mantra as I was walking faster and faster: "This is my will, this is my will, Thy will be done as it is my will.". 
I walked throughout the night and until the next morning. 

The air was cool. The breeze was meek. 
Refreshed, I was carried forth by that sentence like a magical pledge. 

I found hope again as I kept repeating: "This is my will, this is my will, Thy will is done as it is my will"