Poised and proud in his daily progression

Ready to leave behind every transgression

All new paths lead to his future unknown

Mists of doubt and cold shadows are shown

Light breaking through dark curtains of rain

Maybe just lightning, new infliction of pain

Carefully he treads through ominous places

Noting grim dispositions on everyone’s faces 

Though he grows increasingly weary and weak

He only hears the voices of his guardians speak

Onward as he carries his heart on both sleeves

His spirit rises in the night as he truly believes

A better place has been saved for him to reside

He quickens his pace and lengthens his stride

Moving away from physical things left behind

Watching his past, present, and future unwind