Out here all alone, no one can see me nor hear my deepest of thoughts, all I am left to do is think about all the things you’ve said to me, missing your smiling face but all I can do is look out into the distance and I will have all your words of inspiration running through my head. Your last words of love keep me going, moving along, making it all possible, building a better life for me, soon enough it will make sense to the outsiders that look in. Their outlooks will change from doubt to positive reflection. So I declare this a movement of mysterious ways, dedicated to you my birth mother who is looking down from heaven’s mountain. The steps I will make, the steps I will take, all in the right direction, the high road will be taken always. I know you will be there in the end holding the gates open for me to walk through. When I do we will once again be together, we will play the games we once played when I was a little boy filled with joy. Until then the times well spent together will remain running through my head, and all the things you’ve said will keep me moving in the rightward direction.