It's a winding road.
For most of us, we have to figure it out, like looking for a lost treasure.
With subtle hints placed along our path
A map of sorts
Examining
Searching
Reaching
Moments of Exhilaration
And rapture.
Lots of sweat and tears
Bruised ego
Disappointments
Scraped knees
Laughter
Faith
Tenacity
Rinse. Rewind. Repeat.
Until
A familiar view appears on the horizon
Clear and bright,
So obvious now
Hidden in plain sight
No more reaching
We’ve come home to ourselves.
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