As Darkness Falls

The sun's at rest upon the west - as lighted pathway fades. Today I'm lost, so what's the cost for all my sick charades? The bottom line: Decisions? Mine, though future couldn't see. I ventured off the straight and narrow pathway meant for me. I can''t embark. It's awful dark. Time spurns to take me back. Oh, how had I been led astray by winding pathways black? Some say that no one's perfect so, "it doesn't matter much". But that's not what the Savior said with cross and thorns and such. He suffered there in anguish where His love could cover men - and faithfully had paid my debt upon that cross of sin. On grieving face was matchless grace so I could be set free - but stubbornly I trod my long and winding path... for me. Now here I stand as owls land. Life skates along its way. I'm lonely, very lonely here a-midst my final day. So what's the cost? Today, I'm lost. I've had so many fears. The darkness falls. 'Forever' calls. My pathway disappears. ©2015 louis gander - ganderpoems.org