The Moth's Journey

Prologue

We try to solve our problems without really considering where to look. Or, try to reach our goals without thinking through our journies.

Hope is in the most unexpected places.

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As the moth flew, its wings wore thin,

In dark of night, by fire within.

Past waters cold, through darkened skies,

It flapped on, its spirit high.

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The winds had shoved its wings apart,

Yet hope still pulsed in its strong heart.

Through every fight, unyielding rain

The moth pursued its dreams again.

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At last, it reached end of its flight—

No gold trophy, no bright light.

Its hope was dim in distant skies,

But in its wings—it came to rise.