Walking This Path

by stewart

I have grown old walking this Path.

Now, my limbs are slightly smaller

And some times my bones creak.

When the weather changes

I grow cold or hot, depending,


As I stroll along, I stumble a little

Missing the various holes and rocks.

Bumping into low hanging branches,

my resolve gets tested.


Yet I still see the Sunlight

As it filters through the trees

and am grateful for this view,

over the years, this Path has given.


Many times, walking this Way

Has been a journey of peace and joy.

And I am forever grateful

For those who have shown this Direction.


While there are many twists and turns,

ups and downs, and glorious afternoons of side trips;

It is up into the Light-

this Path Ultimately Leads.


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