Finding My Way

Some will always worry

and wonder if the path I’m on

is the right one for

me. But there isn’t a

right way to know unless you

walk it.  Let me explore the miles

with abandon and reach for destinations

previous generations

never thought they could reach. My mind

is not in madness and

my heart doesn’t need help; it is fine

on its own. I

am fine on my own. Let me roam, and

let me wander for that

is how I’ll learn

where I’ll belong. I’m a piece found

in a wrong puzzle, knowing the

big picture

is somewhere out there;

waiting.  So though I

may wander,

I am finding my way.