👣 Shaped by the Steps

Shaped by the Steps 

They said, “Move on, reach for the end,
Find the prize around the bend.”
But with each mile I came to see—
The path itself was shaping me.

Not just a way to chase some goal,
But where I found my growing soul.
Each stumble taught, each detour sang,
Each quiet dusk, each morning rang.

The journey whispered in my ear:
“Don’t rush ahead—just be right here.”
For every step, both slow and fast,

Was neither future nor the past.

Not some ladder toward the light,
But the light itself, in every night.
The story’s truth is softly gleaned—
The journey is not a means.

It’s the meaning. ☼ 👣

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