Find your own way.

A long journey awaits,
Weary traveller, look on.
That sky so blue beckons,
paths so many forsaken.
Pick up your heart,
hearten your spirit.
A falling star can guide,
even the dark, awaken.
Leave it behind,
Leave it all.
The words and fears,
walk on through.
1 Comments:
i love the second stanza. i love the breaks
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