My words are but simple thoughts; voiced out loud,
Much like a map; to some perhaps a signpost,
But each journey must be realised; only from deep within,
The will to take each step; we each hold in our grasp,
Unique paths we may travel; still the destiny remains the same.
When all is lost; from a stroke of misfortune,
Seek amongst the ashes; find that which abides,
Build upon the morsels you find; to rise again in life’s way,
As the smallest of seeds will grow; into the grandest of trees,
Rise again my dear friend; to all you can ever be.
Reflect on that voice within; in the still of the night,
Feel your heart’s yearning; for therein lies your direction,
The road you must travel; to complete the journey of your Soul,
Look not in despair; for the riches you failed to acquire,
For all you will take to the cold cauldron; is learned within.