Only When God Is Walking Down My Path

I may look very naive and vulnerable, hiding the pangs of my distress so well, looking normal and walking too brisk... only when God is walking down my path. I seem to look away and shun the troubles, but inside I am hurting like anybody else, who dreams of a coming universal peace... only when God is walking down my path. I nourish my body and thank my Creator for every slice of bread and drink of water, the essential things that not everyone has... only when God is walking down my path. Since my birth, I have been sheltered by a roof top, feeling no rain, hearing no wind, bearing no bitter cold; blessings are added daily, not taken away by wrath, all this is possible...only when God is walking down my path. I was given a loving mother who cared for my daily needs watched me grow and I spiritually grew to praise Him in my hymns; and her unforgettable and soft words still echo, as when I knelt down and wept, not making me stray from my course...only when God walked down my path. I have been fortunate enough to have lived and survived this long and witnessed may events that have shaped a changing world in constant turmoil, unwilling to get rid of ugly hate; I feel very sound and safe...only when God is walking down my path. Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci