To see the world as is
They say everyone
Can be a traveler,
But, I see the road ahead
Is fit for the one
With the right heart.
Walk, sail or fly
You come to a step
Where the turn shows
A path less have travelled
But, look again, and you will
See the footsteps of old.
To tread on the lane
Where the rocks and sand
Have a story of its own
To be told when the time
Has come for one to learn
Of what her future holds.
Pack light they may say
Carry things that you
Can use to light a fire
But, I say, chose the things
That, show you how to
Make your own world.

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