The Road

I walk in the shadows
of those who went before me.
They lead me to
where I have to be.
I trace their footprints
with my own
to try to find the
wisdom they have sown.
The road to follow
is steep and long,
with many turns
to set you wrong.
To choose the right one
it must be clear
that you can
only pass without fear.
Depression falls
like a fog to hide the way
and would be grateful
for you to stay.
Do not rush,
you will be fine.
For everyone knows
that fog lifts with time.

green rice field
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