At birth,
there was no map,
set aside for safekeeping,
to be gifted to me later,
upon reaching the age of reason.
Still, I am mysteriously guided
by my soul; and, the One
who breathed life into me,
watches my path,
and keeps me.
Footsteps
At birth,
there was no map,
set aside for safekeeping,
to be gifted to me later,
upon reaching the age of reason.
Still, I am mysteriously guided
by my soul; and, the One
who breathed life into me,
watches my path,
and keeps me.
Breathing Inspiration 
How beautiful. Thankful to know that Guy, too. 😉
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Inspiring words to keep us going along the path of goodness and love.
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The Mysterious Mother, from which all things spring and to which all things return. I hear you.
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We can rest assured that our footsteps are guided…faith and trust beautifully described!
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Well written quadrille.
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Agreed! The heart knows the way home, even if the rest of me won’t remember
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Interesting point of view, Tzvi, and one that I understand. When I left school, I had no idea where I would end up in my life. But for some people, whose parents are wealthy and powerful, their lives are mapped out for them.
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Such a map you will know by heart.
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Beautiful words, Tzvi! I too am guided by the One who breathed me into Being. I love the way you expressed your journey. 😊
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Lovely, Tzvi.
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Lovely to be so guided, and to be aware of it as not everyone is.
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