A Story In A Single Image-#4


Criticism, like rain, should be gentle enough to nourish a man’s growth without destroying his roots – Frank A. Clark

My heart’s willing

My body weak

Down yonder I stared

Past the stumps and toils

Of a journey seemingly without end

The more I looked 

The farther it became

My heart’s ladened

With fears of what ifs

What demons or secrets lurk within

Watching and waiting 

For the step that begets it all

That they may pounce?

Tarry with me awhile

While I say a silent prayer; 

Breathe in strength 

Breathe out fear

Whatever comes, let it come

I choose to tread this lonely path

With eyes set on the price beyond

Whatever comes, let it come

Because by God, a safe journey I’m guaranteed

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