Paths

I've taken so many paths in my life
I've made so many wrong turns
I once was perfect in the eyes of God
I once was a princess  through my fathers eyes
He's gone and left another father, that represents him mankind the struggle
I tried to find him
I tried to remember him, but I can't
I can't his image is gone, his voice faded, his touch and warming love
Lost shattered blown with the wind
I looked down each path for my father
I looked in the arms of every muscular body for him
I looked in our old house, in the gardens, I've glanced through the clothes he use to wear
I've even asked my grandmother, his mother to share
I've even mocked him thinking he returns
None of this worked, nothing helped me
Please, I cried!, Please I begged give me a sign
There were three paths to choose from
The first didn't get me pas my front door
The second sent me on a journey too far, filled with unhappiness cheers
This had to be it, my last breath, my last shot to find my father
I went into the burning house where he was last seen
There was no trace but burnt, left over ashes
Daddy I cried, Daddy I screamed, I miss you, I need you
This bright image from the flame off a wall appeared
It appeared so vast, hot and amazing
I never left you, my child
Those paths you chose were of your own
I was awaiting your presence and waited until you became wise
I've taken so many paths of the righteous one
I saw not one of my fathers , but both of my fathers.