By Michael W. Raley
I’ve come to the end of another long and tiring day,
Yet I still feel no closer to finding my way.
God willing I have many more miles to log,
But I must cut through this mental fog.
I must maintain a laser-like focus
Because I don’t have time for superstition, tradition, or hocus-pocus.
I must settle in and find rest
If I am to rise tomorrow and be at my best.