Poem: Follow Your Path

Follow your path, though the winds may roar,
Though doubt may knock on every door.
The trail is yours—its twists, its bends,
Not every soul will comprehend.

Walk where the wild things, dare to go,
Where rivers speak and flowers grow.
Trust in the whisper deep inside,
That quiet truth you cannot hide.

There may be days the sky turns gray,
When hope feels one more step away.
But forward still, your feet will know—
The way is made by those who go.

No map can mark your inner flame,
No other heart can play your game.
So rise, with courage, free and true—
Your path’s not theirs, it’s meant for you.

Let every scar and every fall
Be proof you’ve answered your own call.
And when you reach the journey’s end,
You’ll know you walked it, not pretend.

Remember there are many paths back to God. Follow your own path,