Wandering through the shadows,
I know not where I go.
I keep it in mind and heart
that there are others
wandering the same path,
yet destined to arrive elsewhere;
Even when I am solitary
I am never, never alone.
The stars materialize on schedule
every night to guide me,
and many a friendly face
appears to light the darkened path,
like lamp-posts set at intervals
along the way.

 



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