The Journey In Me

I stand with the world in my hands, Not because I own it, But because I believe A better world begins with me. One step, I walk a quiet road, Learning life, one lesson at a time. Another step, I climb a hill, Chasing dreams that feel too high. Behind me is the man I was, Before me is the man I will be. In this moment, I am both— Still, strong, and full of light. The map may glow, But it’s the heart that guides. Through dark paths or golden skies, I keep walking. I keep trying. I don’t know all the answers, But I carry hope like a flame. Because no matter how far I go, This journey has my name.