What lies beyond the bend?
A mount unknown
compelling to ascend.
What waits along the road?
A dark and twisted wood
which fears had once forebode.
What guides you down this trail?
The hope of dawn
that calls you to prevail.
What steers your wayward course?
A brimming heart
overflowing at its source.
What stops you in your tracks?
A horizon that glows,
through the darkness it cracks.
Take a deep breath,
as the light illuminates
the path ahead.
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