The Steadfast Force Guiding Me

No one can see the steadfast force guiding me toward infinite peace, an untroubled and limpid sea... with glittering, foaming waves! Some call it faith, I call it strength; and somehow leads me to believe in destiny... that the spirit cannot be broken easily when the foundation is built on courage! I strum my guitar and sing Alleluia, and as I carefully walk...I can't ever stumble on a smooth road, where evil is not present... to give a sign of premonition to an ever-faithful! I go past the pear' orchards in a remote farm, and the pheasants sit in the golden branches; the fruits look so succulent inviting me to taste them, others have wished to savor such a sweetness! A surge of sublime joy swells inside like that of songs, and gracefully I sing them by allowing sustenance... the steadfast force guiding me to enjoy the supreme moments as if sighting a supernova, which will not lose its brilliance! An oath of obedience I have made to God, and being humble, I will honor Him repeatedly... in all kinds of prayers and proclaim Him Lord whose hand is the steadfast force guiding me! Cpoyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci