Reminiscing

This morning I Allowed God to open his hands I wanted to see My space in the universe To find some meaning For the the sixty years I traversed his grace And never reached the edge of it I wanted see again The zig-zag path of my search But the water gnawed the sand Where my footprints were stored In the world of God's hand This morning I May never know where the road bends Or where it will go up a hill I only know that I follow a calling That following it before Make all meanings strange to me For faith determines nothing More than an agreement to be pliable No matter what The sunrise comes to me And the sunset leaves me here In God's hand I Have no where to go Nothing more to know Than there is no edge near my feet