My Path, A New Path

Crossing the stream, walking through the woods,
Climbing the hill, arriving in town.
It’s the same path I walked yesterday,
And the one I’ll walk again today.
Yet it always feels new.
Dandelions bloom, birds take flight,
A breeze passes by, someone walks ahead.
My path is never just the same.
Today, tomorrow—it’s always a new journey.
Even if the road doesn’t change,
Even if the hills and towns stay the same,
For someone with a fresh goal,
A new direction, a new dream,
Every step becomes a new beginning.