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| Echoes of the Dusty Road" is a poignant journey through darkness, where courage prevails and hope guides the way home |
A Journey Through Darkness
In the depths of shadows, where echoes roam,
Along the dusty road, I find my home.
Through valleys of shadows, I bravely stride,
Guided by hope, with courage as my guide.
In the midst of darkness, where shadows dance,
I stand alone, with fear's icy lance.
But amidst the howling wind and whispered dire,
I choose to believe, fueled by inner fire.
In the stillness of the night, whispers softly sing,
Reminding me of truths, to which I cling.
With resolve in my heart, I press on,
Through the darkness, until the light of dawn.
In the depths of shadows, where courage prevails,
I find strength within, as hope unfurls its sails.
For in the journey through darkness, I come to see,
The dusty road home, is where I'm meant to be.
Through the maze of uncertainty, I forge ahead,
With each step, dispelling the fear and dread.
Though shadows may linger, and doubts may arise,
I march onward, beneath the starlit skies.
Echoes of the past, whisper tales untold,
As I traverse the dusty road, weathered and old.
But with each passing moment, I grow stronger still,
Fueled by determination, against all ill will.
The road may be rugged, the path may be steep,
But with faith as my compass, I'll journey deep.
Into the heart of darkness, I bravely tread,
Knowing that within lies the light ahead.
For every trial faced, and every challenge overcome,
I emerge wiser, with battles won.
Through the echoes of the dusty road, I find,
A strength within, of a resilient kind.
So let the shadows dance, and the winds may howl,
I'll press on forward, with courage as my prowl.
For on the dusty road home, where echoes reside,
I'll find my way, with hope as my guide.
The Unusual Journey of Compassion
On an unusual journey, I stepped into a bus,
Where broken souls sought help without fuss.
A small boy, a burden he could barely bear,
Guiding a blind man with tender care.
A mother at the back, her baby's cries unheard,
Her own hunger echoing, her plight absurd.
A man enters, tears brimming in his eyes,
Lost his job, his despair a silent guise.
Men don't cry, they say, but his pain was real,
I offered comfort, a touch to help him heal.
Outside, a scene unfolds, a child abandoned,
Amidst pleas and persuasion, hearts hardened.
A mother's resolve, her reasons unfurled,
To leave behind her child, her world uncurled.
The ex-husband, lost in silent contemplation,
Facing a decision, a father's vexation.
Oh, where are we headed on this unusual ride?
Through trials and tribulations, we must abide.
But amidst the chaos, one thing rings true,
In moments of darkness, compassion shines through.
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©Echoes of the Dusty Road: A Journey Through Darkness Published on 3/3/24 12:54 PM/ E-cyclopedia Resources by Kateule Sydney
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