You feel no hands holding
You step forward
Free of grip
Grasping at nothing
The same nothing you know in your heart,
Is everything
Finding your own way
One step followed by another
Fear of falling fading
As you find your feet
Facing forward
Looking back will only bring imbalance
Bracing for the unexpected
steady stance holding true
First steps through storms
Followed by satisfying smile
As you pull yourself up,
grasping at nothing,
Followed by one voice, your voice,
Guiding you,
On your own way.