Where am I going?
This road winds before me
In a seemingly endless maze,
I take a turn and the light shines,
While with another choice
Darkness seems to hold a fatal grip,
I know my days are numbered
And time runs short,
If only I could stand above
And get a glance at the whole of it,
And yet…
Would that really help?
Would I run a better race?
I think it best to run with faith
To trust in something greater than myself,
Something stronger
And smarter,
Or better still in Love,
A love that holds me fast,
Against the jerks
And the jabs
Against all odds,
Until I reach the end
And I’m in His arms again.

©2018 by William Pierce

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