IN THE DANCE OF EXISTENCE

In the dance of existence, where journeys entwine,
We share our perspective, a beacon to shine.
But the road they must travel, with burdens untold,
Their footsteps must falter, their stories unfold.

We lend them our strength, our unwavering hand,
Yet the depth of their anguish, we cannot disband.
For each must discover, their own guiding light,
Amidst the darkness, in the still of the night.

The questions they carry, the doubts that assail,
In the silence, in the storm, they must prevail.
For the answers they seek, in the depths of their soul,
Are waiting to be found, to make them whole.

So let us be there, a presence so near,
In moments of joy, in times of fear.
For though we can't save them, we can be a guide,
Walking beside them, with love as our guide.