God's Tracks

You can listen with hope, or listen in pain But listen you shall, as my words will explain “You were left in a tree trunk, neither hollow nor full With a decision impending, a test of your will Your words will define, what you praise or deny Will they now come together, in the truth or a lie Do you burrow on blindly, or tunnel beyond What your comfort will dictate, what the blackness desponds One choice lands in darkness, one reaches for light My tracks through the shadows, your fear cannot light It’s down to that moment, one last choice that defines Will your soul choose redemption, —or stay hidden unrhymed” (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)