A Poem - "New Paths"

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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 am ready.

- L


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