Footprints

I see reminders of Him; Carved into the trees, On the sides of roads. I’d like to think it’s more than pure coincidence- That He leaves signs for me to see. I’ve heard about the man’s footsteps in the sand. I too, feel like the man. My footsteps remain the track of one person, But I feel Him- Holding my hand along the way. I try my best to hold onto Him, Even though sometimes I don’t feel a hand. And when I don’t feel His hand, I keep my faith. For I know, That He is still in my heart.