Two Shadows
Looking back on years forgotten,
in view, my journey made
two shadows there, not of my own
appeared along the way.
One was bright, and much like mine
she walked in step with Him
to lead me closer to the day
his shadow no longer dim.
In troubled times with strength, my own
the pain I could not bear
they held me up and moved me on
their image, always there.
Throughout the days that bore my tears
a faithful friend not found
was when I saw their shadows merge
in love, our steps were bound.
This faith of mine could not support
the longings of my spirit
as shadows knelt before our God
for me, that He could hear it.
Those times of sorrow, as friends betrayed
my heart, where hatred lived
was then, their shadows I could see
had taught me to forgive.
Images cast with every step
in storms, with me did stay
the unknown presence by my side
had taught me how to pray.
Through life, my own, the shadows strong
with me, remained steadfast
my love for God, would nigh be lost
but for their faithful grasp.
Her shadow drew the other near
once dim, but now I see
always there was Jesus Christ
now bright, he walks with me.
As I approach my journey’s end
at last the truth I see
side by side with Christ our Lord
my mother walked with me.
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