Where once we stumbled naturally,
We now stand proud and tall.
Life beat us down, took our pride,
Yet now we’ll take that fall.
For journey’s end is not in sight,
As pathway’s passage, moments lived,
Prepare for next step’s star.
Flowing through the gates of life,
Being as before,
It matters not in mind or soul,
For from the body tore
Differences between then and now,
Not seen nor felt nor heard,
But soulful touches, deeper strokes,