The way.

A step in any direction is a step forward,
If you are facing in that direction.

The path cannot be lost.

The way is dim;
each step unsure,
every blink an escape.

But having a destination;
Every step is on the path,
Even the ones off it.

No end in sight.
Only countless beginnings.
Ends of memories yet to be had.

Each new day, Every situation;
Completely different,
Yet self-same.

Walk forward through the past
And emerge
In the future present.

Every step a beginning,
Every beginning a step,
On the path that cannot be lost,
Thought it is seldom seen.