The moon casted its glow as I trek a solitary journey. The path was murky and rock-strewn but my steps never faltered.
Stars shimmered in the distant horizon silencing the thunder of fears hammering my heart.
I stumbled upon an unseen rock but even with wounded knees, I got up with lifted chin and continued walking with unwavering faith.
The light of hope seemed so far…almost inconceivable to believe it’s reachable, but my steps continued…
There in every pace, the glimmer became brighter.
I gasped for breath, gathering more strength to continue my journey.
The shower of light almost blinded me. The tiny flicker of hope was gone…bright arrays of sunlight signaling a dawn of a new day lit my way…no longer tiny but dazzling at its intensity.
I looked back at where I came from. Rocky roads blocked my steps but my faith never wavered.
With wounded knees, I trekked a different path this time. Still unsure what tomorrow would bring but surer than ever with my pace…