Each step

One day at a time
We take it this way
And so it goes
In life, in music, in art
And every other place
Day by day
We make our way
We shape our paths
Through little steps
Which don't seem much
But every one
Has its own
Direction
And thus they must
Have an effect.

I see the road ahead,
But not too far
Where it shall lead
I do not know
And yet I want to go
Along this road
Because it seems
To beckon me
With hopes
And not because I know
Just what the walk will be
How long or steep --
But I feel one day
I'll find myself
Somewhere
Along this path
And it will suddenly hit me
That I have been
Made free.