A Thousand Steps
A journey of a thousand steps, not to find another, but to discover the strength to be our own.
A thousand miles she walked alone,
Through blooming fields and paths unknown.
With every step, a silent hum,
She wandered far for only one.
A thousand nights she traced his name,
In moonlit dreams that felt the same.
She held her breath till morning sun,
Her heart beat soft for only one.
A thousand stars above her head,
She whispered prayers before she slept.
Dreams in silver streams would run,
But all still led to only one.
A thousand kisses never spent,
She tucked away where love had meant
To bloom when time and truth had spun.
She saved her lips for only one.
A thousand letters she once wrote,
Each line a hope, each word a note.
She sealed them all, but sent not one.
They were for her, the only one.
A thousand tears, then none remained.
She rose with light no loss could stain.
She touched her heart. Her search was done.
She loved herself, the only one.