The Pathless Path


                    

                                  Of New York dust, He formed me,
                                           Fashioned in a womb
                                His breath of life gave my spirit light
                              His love enshrines my heart from doom

                                I walk the pathless path that leads
                                          Me ever onward till
                                   I reach the pinnacles of life
                                 When these feet of dust are still

                                   Testimonies found in universe
                                    Of space, speckled with light
                                Where my spirit once encumbered
                                   Finally freed will then take flight

                                I found hope on the pathless path
                                   That He has seen me through
                                     Creation testifies His Light
                                  The Father's love, forever true

                                





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Kendrick Avatar
July 26, 2026 at 7:33 AM
Isn't it wonderful that God's love, grace, and mercy don't depend on what we do or don't do but He just keeps on giving it away, and all we have to do is accept His gift of love. Thank you for sharing this wonderful work with us. Sara K.
George Avatar
June 1, 2026 at 9:27 PM
Though treading through pathless paths, we are guided by God's love. Our mortal body when integrated with dust from which it was molded will join the eternal light and we will no more grope through the dark. Great thoughts, dear BJ
Dietrich Avatar
June 1, 2026 at 7:59 PM
Wow. This is so good. I can't believe I am the first person to comment on it. Did it not win that contest. To me it deserved to
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