
Step by step, the path unwinds,
Past whispered doubts and tangled minds.
No map to mark the way ahead,
Just echoes of the things unsaid.
The stars don’t speak, the wind won’t show
Which way to turn, or where to go.
Yet still you walk, through mist and fear,
With nothing certain—save you’re here.
A single breath, a beating heart,
Enough to make the journey start.
With shadows deep and silence wide,
You walk with nothing but your stride.
The world you knew fades soft behind,
A dreamless hush, a severed bind.
And in its place, a wild grace—
The trembling birth of empty space.
But in that dark, a spark is sown,
A light that grows as you have grown.
And though you’re scared, you’re not alone,
For all things start…
into the unknown.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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