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A short piece of introspective faith-based poetry as I've gone through life transitions. |
| The Journey I am not the person I was yesterday, Nor am I the person I will be tomorrow, I live somewhere in between. I am like a traveler on a journey Who knows the ultimate destination, Yet who does not know the next step along the road. What might I find around the next corner, Or see beyond the next bend? Why is the way not straight and predictable? If I knew what was to come, would I choose to go that way? Even if the end was all for good? Perhaps God knows that I would not, That I would choose another path. So he hides the road from my eye. But I know that should I lose my way He does not lose sight of me. I will be safe in the hands of my Guide, And will come at last to home. |