The Pathless Path
Trusting the Inner Compass
In the vast expanse, I find myself adrift,
A wanderer lost amidst life's tangled maze.
No guiding stars, no compass true to follow,
Just swirling shadows that obscure my way.
Each step uncertain, like a hesitant breath,
I wander aimlessly through the foggy haze.
The path, elusive, evades my weary gaze,
And all I feel is the weight of my own loss.
I search for signs, for a flicker of hope,
But the silence echoes, mocking my despair.
No familiar landmarks to anchor my soul,
I am a ship without a guiding light.
Yet in this desolation, a whisper stirs,
A voice within that calls me to persevere.
Though lost, I'll find my way through darkest night,
For within me lies the strength to reclaim my light.
So I'll traverse this labyrinth of doubt,
Embracing the unknown, with courage undeterred.
And though I may stumble and falter at times,
I'll rise again, resilient and unswayed.
For being lost is not an end, but a beginning,
A chance to discover, to redefine my path.
And in the depths of uncertainty, I'll find,
A stronger self, reborn from the ashes of being lost.
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