I smelled the depths of travel along many
Dusty highways, Faire.
Set out a long time ago to get somewhere.
Am I there?
If so -- I do not much like it!
Seasons watched and waited
As my halting footsteps plotted
The course all along the way.
Now here I sit to contemplate.
Am I there today?
Yesterday,
When I was just a little child,
I emerged from inside to go outside to play
Along the streets of cobblestone.
Reflecting on days past in this clay.
Now in my own home,
While I sat there all alone.
Struggles refused to go away.
Yet, never once agreed to stray.
Followed me.
And 'til this very day
Reached out to touch
Me as I knelt down low to pray.
Sweetest memories of the trip?
Trials did win a prize.
Made me strong in my resolve
To arrive safe in my God's eyes.
Am I where I was going?
Only time will tell.
Blessed am I in all this world.
God saved me from this Hell.
Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
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