The next step (for Sunday Scribblings)

I’ve travelled near and far

Tried following my star

I’ve searched in every place

It’s been a hectic chase

Every step has been towards a goal

Maybe now it’s time to take a stroll

With faith I’d like to place my feet

In mid-air

Confident that they will meet

A solid ground

To carry them forth

In any direction

East, south, west or north