I cannot find or see what I seek. Blind, I
wander. No compass to keep me safe, no
directions written to help me navigate the
clouded, winding roads. The pages of this
map are blank. Will I fall? I reach for you to
show me the way but no hand meets
mine. You were never really with me. The
truth was hidden in my naivety. My
innocent hope and trust veiled reality. You
were not my mentor, my advocate, nor my
friend. Your ego formed a wall long ago
that would not allow me to pass; to be
your equal or your charge. I might be
alone but I will find my way. Despite any
darkness that befalls me or obscures my
path, I will stay the course. I will lay the
flagstones for those that come behind me,
but there are others here. I will find them
on this treacherous path. We will forge
ahead strong.