While driving through an unfamiliar place
I felt like I was lost without a trace
My journey’s end appeared so out of reach
A barrier I couldn’t seem to breach

I happened through a shabby part of town
An area neglected and run down
And I became determined to retreat
As I crouched down upon my driver’s seat

But every road I took led me off course
As if guided by some dark unseen force
And with each turn another line was crossed
Until I found myself completely lost

The fear began to override my thoughts
It seemed as though my stomach was in knots
I stopped to see if I could catch my breath
Afraid that this misstep would be my death

And then I saw a sign just down the road
A sign I must have missed until I slowed
I felt delivered by the words I read
“This is the way to go” is what it said

I learned my greatest lesson on that day
When I got back on track and found my way
My eyes were opened when I saw that sign
Perhaps I even glimpsed the grand design

For everybody has a destiny
A dowdy end or place that sets us free
At times the roads we follow will get crossed
To find our path sometimes we must get lost

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