Like a lone candle
In the night
Wanders a road
Long forgotten
Steps taken
With memory
& Trust
As your only compass
Who knows
Where day breaks?
Who knows
What direction
The sun will rise?
Upon blossoming
Mountain tops
Lay beauteous glory
Yet to be conquered
#poetry
Like a lone candle
In the night
Wanders a road
Long forgotten
Steps taken
With memory
& Trust
As your only compass
Who knows
Where day breaks?
Who knows
What direction
The sun will rise?
Upon blossoming
Mountain tops
Lay beauteous glory
Yet to be conquered
#poetry