To Get Lost is to Learn the Way

Lost many times in my life, 
unknowns, mounting fears. 
To walk along a narrow path 
that slowly disappears.
 
Then find a new path wider, true, 
to see it soon has flew.
The urge to lay down, give up the search, 
then find this light that grew.
 
Each time like royalty, it seems,
the higher plain dead ended.
Masks and glitter lauded grace,
but vanished soon, pretended.
 
Today, the path careens about,
I've learned to embrace the bumps.
strong calluses and sturdy shoes,
embracing all the jumps.