Finding The Path Poem by Anthony Levitt

Lost within your soul did my own go and stay.
For it was waiting for the forgiveness that I may hope to receive on some unknown day.

Outside the restaurant we did meet, you had trip over your shoes and it was I helped lift you to your feet.
As I did I was immediately in love. That smile you gave me as you laugh over your fall was enough to make a call...
A call to the cab to a place we could go sit and talk in hopes that more may come.

Alas although love comes over me your heart closed soon after as it seemed your interest was not love but purely to seek an adventure or two and it was then you said that soon our company would be forever through.
She ushered me out of the cab a few miles along and said she would pay the fair, although truth be told at that point I didn't care.

So sitting on a nearby bench I remember quiet nights with my former lover and start to thinking if my heart would ever again soar.
The sad truth hit me as a dark cloud gathered overhead and then the rain started to pour...

I had been swimming from place to place finding for something to fill the void but nothing would do, and now I have lost you.
I would be a traveller on the roads finding my way till the sign I did see,
the one that told me what to do.

Still the brief meeting touched my heart and taught me too much this night.
We should not expect anything from being hero's as you see goodness always works for free. They help regardless of labels and signs and do what is needed purely because it is needed.