My Footprints


My Footprints
They have been smaller,
And tentative at times.
And held their ground on occasions. 


But always, they have included You,
Even if I wanted to head in a particular direction for a while,
They returned to a Compass Rose,
Correcting what needed to change.


At least when I listened for Your voice.

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