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Some days the steps seem so set and stayed,
and others the direction seems surrounded in haze.
Which way to proceed, to the left or the right?
What to do when the destination seems so far out of sight.
Like a path to an invisible bridge,
that only is visible to the foot reaching out in faith -
and landing securely on solid ground.
Landing, docking, settling, being sure of the steps yet to come.
Left, right, left, right, left, right
and another left.
For the path less traveled is my road,
on my journey,
on my pilgrimage
out of Egypt.
T.L. Eastman 09