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In the stillness of our hearts We travel many roads: Roads of despair Roads of daylight and Night Some blind detours, and Dead Ends. Hope. Yet, in searching the recesses Of our souls We often step beyond Where we've never stood before. But somehow, by faith, we know A forgotten or neglected path Still waits there. And if we persist, we find our way To a place where all we long for, All we hope to do and be, Are in disguise-- hidden Roadmaps inside our Deepest dreams and desires. © 1997 - Gloria Jean |
