The Guiding Light
What is purpose, a whispered plea,
A compass for the soul, to set us free.
It's more than just a fleeting dream,
A river's flow, a steady gleam.
To find our path, we look within,
Where courage starts and doubts begin.
A reason for each breath we take,
A promise that we won't forsake.
With every step, a choice we make,
For betterment, our hearts awake.
To serve a cause, however small,
To rise above and stand up tall.