Traveling the rough trodden dusty road
the dust in my eyes cloud my vision
wish I could board a bus to lighten the load
but I don't regret that making this decision
traveling ahead against the wind
sand in my eyes are getting the best of me
wish I had music to calm my state of mind
But the road i travel makes me free
Traveling forward never looking back
particles in my eyes irritate me so
wish the road was the same on a different track
But He is the way, the truth and the life I know
Traveling towards the end of the race
speck in my eyes make me blind to my fault
wish I had a bike to increase my pace
But slowly Jesus removes the specks and makes me the salt
Traveling leaving my past behind
my eyes are clear and the road clearly defined
I now see, before I was lost, yes I was blind
And apart from Him a greater friend I cannot find.
3 comments:
Wow! You're a beautiful poet. Congrats on a job well done :)
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now. Keep it up!
And according to this article, I totally agree with your opinion, but only this time! :)
Thanks mia and anonymous :-)
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