Down a road

 

A cold, crisp, clear day is awake and embarking on us from an hourly awaited journey.

God’s smile shines through the suns reflection off the flakes on withered branches.

His smile is a friendly reminder that we are never alone even on the darkest of days.

The white glistening snow dust has an implant with a scene of grief and a mighty struggle.

Further down the long path is a fresh winters blanket concealing its secret of a road.

Where does this road go and where will it take me?

Follow the light my beautiful angel, and I will show you where this road goes.

The last lively words remembered from God is him telling me to be free, trust him in that I will,

For he is freeing me of the over bearing pain that he has condemned me with.

Following the light, I headed down the path and found my final destination.

Finally, free for that I am, I am now never alone.

My dear family and friends, please do not weep,

I am right here and now you too will never be alone.

-B