The trees go by me as
Though I’m going
No where
They are taller than
My dreams
Will
Ever reach
As I stumble through their
Leaves on the
Ground
I seek what they have
In this
Ever-changing world
A path laid out
F or them
As they have been
Planted
As I listen to my heart
I hear what it
Says
In taking each step with
A
Readying pace
A stride that takes
All that it needs
To be lifted
And to grow
Where it stands
Where footsteps left have
Been pondered
And followed
In knowing my path
Is there waiting for
Me
I will choose strength, love and
courage
As my fellow
Travellers,
My guides and
My light
As it is your heart
That holds
Your stories
Treasures
And dreams
Once it speaks
You will know
What it is
Saying
Emma Phillips
01/01/2013
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