yea, though I walk through valleys
of sorrow and disappointment and
the paths of despair and loneliness
that lead ever more deeply into
places through which I have never passed before
and the valleys become ravines
in which I find little light with which to
grow the seeds of hope that I carry
in my soul, I vow to not lose them
or to plant them where they have
no chance to grow and flower but to
keep searching for that spot still
awaiting them, still holding the
promise of life
and as I walk these rocky paths
alone without even the embrace
of others that I care for or who
care for me, I will do what I can
tossing aside the stones that block
the way of others, cutting down
the brambles that may scratch and
cut those following behind
making a way through, no, becoming the path
widening the way so that some day
there will be light where there has always been
love.
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