Best Lifetravel Poems
Spread the maps out on the living room floor,
Like I've done so many times before,
Getting ready for a trip to be made at a future date.
I prefer to plan early,rather than to wait.
Then too, I have my little travel guides
Of scenic views, campgrounds-and much more besides
So I figure out the mileage, and compute the driving time,
And decide which routes will make my easiest travel line.
But I need another element for my preparation:
First I must select my final destination!
My maps were drawn by voyagers who've already passed through,
And,based on their encounters, I believe these maps are true.
Yes, there have been many others who have already crossed the land,
And they have left reports of views that are so grand.
In my living room today, I can choose which route I'll take,
Bu, until I make the trip I know not what detours I shall make.
There is one final journey--required of us all;
And it is as solo travellers that we must heed that call!
We do have a Guidebook, which reveals to us the Way,
But we must begin to study it, a little bit each day.
I believe my Guide is accurate, and that the Book is true.
If you would like, I can share my Map with you.
Our Destination is described with relatively few details;
Yet we must arrive there: we absolutely dare not fail!
The only Way is by the route of the Cross!
Any other route selected, will result in tremendous loss.
All any traveller needs, has been purchased by the King,
And it's at His invitation that we even hope for such a thing.
Dig out your map and Guidebook;start preparing today
For life's greatest journey--because here we cannot stay!
Charlie Pelota HSLP March 18 2007
life's journey
the sun rises on the beach
as the morning tide comes in
a new day begins again
where will it take you
what will you see
will you travel up the high mountain
or travel down the low valley
either way you are walking
out your life's journey
and it can only be good
Life’s Travels
I travel down a road
Where there are many blind spots
Many turns, many confusing directional signs
I travel down a road
Where the destination isn’t always known
Where u-turns are often discovered and taken
I travel down a road
Where sunshine turns to rain, but quickly returns
Where the surface isn’t always paved
I travel down a road
That branches off in many directions
Yet each new road leads to home
In life’s travels
I’ve come to terms with struggles and regrets
I’ve learned to slow down and enjoy the ride