we tread the earth
as if we own it
but solitude whispers
its stark reminder—
we are travelers
not settlers
each step a question
each breath
a fragile offering
to the sky above
and though His shadow
falls beside mine
i realize
this road is for my soul
alone to walk
His presence a comfort
His silence a teacher
His love
a compass i clutch
tightly in my chest
we are never abandoned
but always
unfolding ourselves
to the Divine echo
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Author:
gray0328 (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2026 04:11
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Comments2
There is an echo of faith in this poem well written
good write, much enjoyed
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