A path designed for each of us, carved with care.
We know that everything will be revealed in time
To glimpse it all too soon would spoil the gift waiting there.
When the future is so distant, it fades from view.
The mist that hides the horizon will still linger,
And our eyes alone won’t guide us through.
Measured by the moments that have lingered, stayed.
Memories remain precious if we tend them well,
And wisdom blooms from failures we’ve made.
A journey meant for me, and me alone, to explore.
There will be time to reflect on all that’s passed
But sometimes, the first step opens the door.