The Way

We don't rise up alone, we need love to pull us through

From dawn to dusk, it's the hearts that see us through

We start as clay, with no shape or form

Lost and unsure of who we'll become

Lifted by hands that mold and guide

Fed by wisdom, our flame ignites

Riding on the shoulders of those who came before

Striving to stand tall, growing stronger than before

Take comfort, no journey's walked alone