Inspired By My Love

The blinding fog and the freezing rain cover all.

Through this I fight, day after day.

But my spirit burns strong.

My skin is frozen, but I can still feel my way along my path.

I do not know where the trail ends,

for I am creating the map along the way.

Wherever it leads me, I will always be able to feel the beauty. 

Sinner or saint,

if you find yourself heading down the same trail,

feel the air around you.

You'll know I was once there as well.

Author's Note

I don't have a title for this poem. But I got the inspiration from a poem that my boyfriend gave to me.