Concrete Pathway
Walking down the concrete pathway
I sure find my mind wandering
The view takes my breath away
As rain wets the ground meandering
There is a woman right there before me
Stark in contrast wearing a bright red
Walking a separate path seemingly
Not paying attention to what is being said
I venture onwards on another path
A crossroad I do see in front of me
The woman went one way in her wrath
I go the other, a great hope that I see
Rain pours over the smooth even ground
Discoloring the way, I see a slick surface
The rain pitter-pats making a soothing sound
Showing a way that I might go and face
The lady in red walks with a purpose
She moves away, down the other road
Unhappy and frail with everything to lose
And no feeling left for her abode
Though she frowns in disappointment
The ground she walks on is sunny
She makes it to the destination appointment
Not a thing about her seems remotely funny
I smile a little knowing I’m on track
There will be sunshine somewhere along the way
Though it rains and seems out of whack
I am happy that things are really okay
My route is true and it is perfection
Though I might be far from it on my own
The Lord is the greatest path’s reflection
And I will be in great hands as it’s shown
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Gail Angel Doyle's "Standing At A Crossroads" contest
11/5/2012
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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