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God's Path

Drops dance around, speckling the ground. This path I walk, if only it could talk, me, full of fears, treading on natures' tears Relentless rain falling, softly so. I hear my calling, is it me? feeling so low? Help me lord! For you did hear my cry, do not let me fall on my sword. Let rain stop, let me dry, on this path I walk to the top For, this hill is steep, I am in my deep, rain falling, nature and I, both weep I look back down, puzzled frown, for I see, many footprints there be. That's when i realised, you walked, you walked, with me This path to the top, I realise won't stop, for accompanying the rain, I walked with my pain When I reached the peak, rain evaporated, pain dissipated I find what I seek, I feel elated. No longer wet to the bone, no longer weak no longer alone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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