My journey was a maze full of traps and blind corners, sometimes taking me to a wide river with a horizon lost in fog. Fear of the unknown did not allow me to cross over and explore the other side of the shore.
After an eternity of fear and wandering, I finally dared to step out and cross the river. What met me on the other side was a beautiful clear shore, full of joy which had been missing from my life.
Now, thanks to the faith in the power of my own step, I am reaping the fruit of the beauty which has been denied to me for so long.