Pathways Poems - Poems about Pathways

Unseen pathways ahead are full Of switchbacks and great ruts. Should you get a foot entangled - I can help you regain your steps. None of the routes are easy; There's no formidable plan. I only know forward is the way So I will follow behind. Today is not new nor...

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Onward as I mend my way Looking towards the sheep go astray Then in a flash appears that moment Which I did many a time didst contemplate Now lies it's reflection amidst shadows For my heart did yearn but once. Calling in the distance is the horn to which these kids thus borne Hading their way through glorious glen Merry would have been...

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GOD Guides me Opening my heart ...

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Sometimes my brain deludes me into believing that I am utterly unlovable. Like a dog who has been in the shelter for far too long, being prepared for his final meal. My throat closes up, My lungs shut down, And there are no other thoughts to be had. I often convince myself that I do not deserve good...

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On the pathways in the valleys, where the sun weaves with the eaves' shadows, April's flickers spill to adorn the pale oases. Winter's shadows are extinguished, broken in the wait for buds to bloom, Melting away in the golden dawns, lofty beneath the proud morning's loom. The industrious rays of the sun begin to sprinkle golden threads Over the endless...

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Tollgates on redemption road calling out my name Turnstiles of a fated past ... exiting the blame Looking back all fares are paid new pathways to begin Eyes now closing, heart at rest — salvation free within (My Son Trystan & I — April 16, 2024) ...

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Written~ September 12, 2023 My cozy home, encircled by emerald pathways. California autumnal beauty, created that way!! This blessed day, He painted with magical rays, Come on down, observe the deep, green leaves sway, Saturday and Sundays are such glorious days here, Grandma not hiding behind glass, there is nothing to fear. Flowers of all sorts, in dawn’s glory growing, Hoping some growth...

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DO you walk the pathways of your past. Do you look into your overgrown memories looking For the wrong turn that you made. Do you search for the faces of loved ones That have faded in time. Is it that you cannot remember or that you don't want to. Do your eyes moisten when you realise that you...

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The pathways we follow are too oft chosen for us Our birthplace or breeding as to flowers their seeding Schools and society too have their way framing whatever they want us to say Hearts need to express their deepest yearnings toward the pathways our feet someday will be turning...

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Watching like a protector Lighting my pathway so bright Moonbeams illuminate trails I have chosen to take this dark night. Feb. 28, 2022 For Lind30NR Poetry Contest 7/7/7/9 syllable count Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke Grammar and Syllables verified on Poetry Soup Checker/Counter...

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Paths are foundations one have chosen. Our lives are similar to various music, beliefs, cultures, religions, relationships one writes the lyrics, We often rehearse, perform the tunes to choose paths how one sets the volume and adjust which station to tuned to are choices which songs to live by. Our choices the footsteps one trad...

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PATHWAYS WALK- I walk in my life's paths way Do I keep straight or go right? Should I stop? 5/18/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021 © Quinzaine Poetry Type...

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6__SoXlDf8 UNIVERSAL THOUGHTS ARE RISING TO MEET YOU AT THE CROSSROAD OF YOUR BEAUTIFUL JOURNEY . ALLOW YOUR MIND TO NAVIGATE FREELY OF ITS OWN ACCORD, TOWARDS THE PATHWAYS OF YOUR SOULFUL HEART. (BREATHE ) BRIDGE YOUR CONNECTION AND ENTER THE CITRINE ROOM OF YOUR OWN ACCORD. THERE YOU WILL FIND...

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Evolution of revolution, spirals in a sacred path; spinning and unending motion, sacred geometry, holy math. stony links of soul fire burning, from the past into the present; ancestral teachings we are learning, venerable journeys they represent. Whispers of ancestral mystery, echoed through the sages spirit; missing puzzle pieces of history, given freely to those who’ll hear it. Lain upon the land yet plundered, ties that bind ethereal...

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We are born once, We die once, And we have no choice. But, From birth to death, There are million pathways To choose from— Straight, Meandering, Uphill, Downhill. Paths chosen by others, Or paths we choose ourselves. Whatever path we choose, Our lives will be decided. Be involved in the journey Immerse yourself in the...

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