The
way.
A step in any direction is a step forward,
If you are facing in that direction.
The path cannot be lost.
The way is dim;
each step unsure,
every blink an escape.
But having a destination;
Every step is on the path,
Even the ones off it.
No end in sight.
Only countless beginnings.
Ends of memories yet to be had.
Each new day, Every situation;
Completely different,
Yet self-same.
Walk forward through the past
And emerge
In the future present.
Every step a beginning,
Every beginning a step,
On the path that cannot be lost,
Thought it is seldom seen.