A Poem - "New Paths"
New Paths I am at the age Where new paths are just Part of every day Another day Another choice I am feeble Timid Trying, breaking, falling Feet are pointed, but still Where do I go next? This does not make any sense And I have learned It’s ok A universe of questions Scattered in my mind And I am learning It’s ok He says to me “Be still.” “I am your grace” “I am your passion” “I am your stillness” So I fall Into His arms He leads me where He wants I jump He guides I still stand in confusion Not sure where to turn But if I choose the wrong path He will turn me back around Falling hurts But standing still is worse Baited breath So fall I will Or run I will He leads me And He is my grace My brilliant light I don’t know But I...
