Gleaming crystal sparks of light
Sun reflects heavenly sights
Packed down trail in winters realm
A path to home
A path to breathe
A path of hidden leaves
Beginning somewhere
Perhaps ending nowhere
Think of where it may go
Imagine, think, and don’t say no
Maybe a meadow
Maybe, who knows
Possibly a town
Possibly, unknown
Gleaming crystal sparks of light
Show the way to life’s insight
Each has their own
Each follows the unknown
And when the end is found
Look back , turn around
See where you are
Realize you’ve come far
Knowing, with no doubt
It’s who you are
It was your route
RD
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