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The Labyrinth arose from my journey through the labyrinth I walked in Boston. Many people were meditating.
There were birds flying overhead, seeming to flying in labyrinth-like circles, swooping, watching. Then my friend said,
"That's the secret: keep looking up!" This piece empathizes with the deep maze of mental illness, depression, and
anxiety. Sometimes we don't even know we're in a labyrinth. Please pray for the lost, the people in dark places,
the vulnerable.
There were birds flying overhead, seeming to flying in labyrinth-like circles, swooping, watching. Then my friend said,
"That's the secret: keep looking up!" This piece empathizes with the deep maze of mental illness, depression, and
anxiety. Sometimes we don't even know we're in a labyrinth. Please pray for the lost, the people in dark places,
the vulnerable.