On Quests & Unclear Paths

You set out one morning with courage for shoes,
no map in your pocket, no obvious clues —
just a feeling inside like a small, steady flame
that something worth finding was calling your name.

The road may grow foggy, the path may grow strange,
the signposts all missing, the landscape all changed —
but the quest doesn't vanish when vision goes dim;
some tunnels lead somewhere, right out to the brim.

So walk through the darkness, take one steady breath,
trust the soft little compass that lives in your chest —
for the ones who press onward when nothing seems clear
are the ones who find wonders just waiting in there.

You don't need the ending to honour the start.
The bravest adventure begins with your heart. 🐾