Words from another place

There is a way, a winding way
from deepest fear to light of day.
There is no way, there is no path;
it leads away from comfort’s hearth.
It is so clear we cannot see
the way that takes us where we’re free.
We’re lost in here without a chart;
a map that keeps us true to heart.
The paths are many the way is one
humanity’s Journey has begun.
There is no choice, no other way
for us to reach the light of day.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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