The Journey-SHM

The JOURNEY began a long time ago, traversed meandering lone LIFE pathway across the terrain of the ROUGH plateau, despite distractions I didn’t ever stray. The sun shines bright in seamless cobalt sky, colored canvas of contoured vale in sight, ripples of whispering breeze pass me by, while I trace butterfly trail of delight. IN TWILIGHT gleamed yard A SURGING STREAM flows, faith BUILDS A BRIDGE designed by destiny. When all the portals of time behind close, WALK THE LAST MILE on path of ecstasy. CROSS the bridge over THE stream-sliced ABYSS, God will take me TO the ABODE OF BLISS. journey of rough life finds a stream surging with strife… builds a bridge divine in twilight hour cross the abyss…walk the last mile to abode of bliss