Where is life leading me? How do I find my way?

 

Do I wander aimlessly, in search of . . .

 

 

A New Day

 

Good fortune, a wish for prosperity.

A future bright, as it was meant to be.

Hope fades, then returns.

Deep within, my heart yearns,

For trust, a thing of the past.

Blessings earned, but didn’t last.

Mountains climbed, footing lost,

Desires not met, fingers still crossed.

A chance, lights again glow.

Partnered with others, I go with the flow.

Souls together, we find our way.

A burst of energy gives birth to a new day.

 

 

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