The Unfolding Path

To love and to be loved in return, To respect, and have respect earned. To care for, and in turn, be cared for, Simple truths, forevermore. The world's design, a righteous start, A life aligned, a work of art. Yet fate's decree, a different script, Where loyalty's hand is often clipped. The proud and false, they rise and gleam, While truth's own heart, a silent dream. The honest soul, a constant plight, Beneath the shadows, seeking light. So let the wounded spirit pray, To One who guides us on our way. Forgive us, Lord, our sinful ways, Who only knew deceitful days. For in this life, where truth is bent, We pray for mercy, heaven-sent. To mend the hearts that lie and stray, And find forgiveness, come what may.