
The path is light,
one step at a time—
not all at once,
not far ahead,
just enough glow
for the next breath,
the next turning,
the next small courage.
The night may gather
around your shoulders,
heavy with questions,
thick with doubt,
yet still the quiet road
keeps unfolding
beneath your feet.
You do not need
to see the whole horizon
to keep moving.
Even the stars
travel darkness
to be seen.
So walk gently.
Trust the lantern
inside your chest.
The path is light—
one step,
one heartbeat,
one dawn at a time.
Thank-you for reading.
Brenda Marie
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