Willing to trust

The sun has come up
Again a new day
And lies before me
a way.

Actually I see several
But I don't know which one
To take that won't lead me
Back to where I've begun.

I'm a child on a road
I'm not sure what I'll find
At the end of this road
Nor what I left behind;

I'd much rather step aside
And watch others as the pass;
See what and how and where they go,
Watch safely from the grass.

Then someone comes and calls my name
I say: OK, I'll go!
Gingerly I step on the road
That leads to I Don't Know;

But he's there and while he holds my hand
I'll feel it's safe to move
Along thhis way with definite steps
But not quite sure, aloof.

And then he turns, and pulls me with him,
But I like this road. Why change?
I've grown accustomed to my old path
This other way seems strange!

Trust me, he says, and holds me close
I'll stay with you 'till we're there;
I'll match your steps, and show the way
We'll walk a pace that you can bear.

And so I dare to take a chance
And to follow where he leads;
Together we walk and speak comforting words
And take note of each other's needs.

So although this is new we're off to this place
That I really don't know at all;
Trust starts with my steps,
But I know that I'm safe
If I stumble he won't let me fall.

 Rochelle Rober - September 28, 2003




"We each have our own way of living in the world, together we are like a symphony.
Some are the melody, some are the rhythm, some are the harmony
It all blends together, we are like a symphony, and each part is crucial.
We all contribute to the song of life."
...Sondra Williams

We might not always agree; but TOGETHER we will make a difference.


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