I’d been on this path; seemed a long time;
and I’d finally adjusted to the wind;
I felt that this life path surely was mine;
not knowing what lay round the bend.
It hadn’t been easy; a struggle, for sure;
but I thought I was getting someplace;
for all I could see was a positive allure;
never thinking it was a road to disgrace.
As always, I did the very best I could;
but the road was bumpy for sure;
yet, still I tried to do all that I should;
though I was scarcely able to endure.
Nearly every life path is difficult;
for that’s how it’s intended to be;
and it’s up to us; the ultimate result;
molding that which comprises me.
Much of that road is straight, and so
I’m enabled to do what is right;
but life’s twists oft make it hard to know
the ultimate source of the Light.
It’s easy to see, straight down the roads;
with few problems from which to defend;
challenges arise, and our character erodes,
from what lies hidden, round the bend.