It starts the day we are born
The years stretch out
like stepping stones
untraveled and unworn.
Some days our stride may falter,
or we wonder where we are.
Some days we look back
with surprise
that we have come so far.
We find our way,
or it finds us,
and journey hopefully
toward something deeper
something truer
than our eyes can see.
Life is a wonderful journey,
made with steps
both greatandsmall,
winding its way
toward the beautiful truth
that waits at the heart of it all.