So many things happen in life
That cause us pain, anguish, or strife
Things that make us question Him
Be it loss, or love, or sin
Moments pass when we’re astray
Confused, consumed, cornered, at bay
Yet if we can stay the course
There exists an age old force
Something that comes from within
But also needs an outward kin
Guiding them to the right place
A journey, ‘tis, not a race
Paths are paved by what we know
And futures are all unknown, so
Look inside, find who you are
Embrace your guide, that shooting star
How the World Should Work 