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By J.E. Misz Not all paths lead somewhere Like arteries, some just pull you from the heart You don’t have to know where you are going, But it helps to know where you are When a pilot becomes lost in flight, Their first step is to confess To admit that they are lost It won’t illumine the way But they won’t have to pretend anymore Look for landmarks Add another rock to the cairn Or build your own until you find the next one J.E. Misz is a clinical social worker and poet based in Goshen, Indiana. He was a member of Duke University’s College Union Poetry Slam Invitational team in 2015, and he continues to regularly perform his poetry in churches, conferences and open mics on subjects of faith and mental health. In 2018, he self-published a chapbook of his poetry entitled And We Walk.
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