In the twisted memories of you,

My consciousness arises to meet me.

Fumbling through the mazes of my life,

You are there around the bends.

Uncertain of my path, yet forward in motion,

Longing for a life free from continual pain,

Waiting for freedom in the truth of love.

My life holds no bounds to limit me in my journey,

Who will be there with me till the end of time?

Exploring life’s vastness in a momentum even I cannot stifle,

Carefully, with head held high, I am drawn to what lies ahead

For myself, with Christ as my guide

Bearing new burdens unknown, with uncertain willingness

To be led silently……….following quietly, listening.

 © Wendy Poole 7-24-2001