The Path

Always a point where time will align us with the path,

Trust plus faith minus fear or doubt equals the math.

A life follower of the right brain leaving the left feeling neglect,

Difficult to walk the path being noisy and not silent to eternal reflect.

Some choose the way of the cattle then their spirit takes a bow,

Rounded up, injected, branded, and slaughtered is the path of the cow.

For to be on the right path we have to quiet the storm to feel the breeze

A walk along the path will teach us to unlock the door without the keys

Truth is there is no wrong way on a path that teaches us what we miss

Accepting that mistakes repeat until we shift gears will expand your bliss