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Today’s prompt – Direction
Go.
Wherever I go
I am going somewhere;
I am going some direction;
some how.
Sometimes I happen upon a direction by chance (?).
Like in a library when a title catches my eye,
or when I turn a corner ‘just because’
I want to see down this street.
I don’t understand these random choices.
Sometimes it is a very deliberate choice.
I want to read that book!
I have to get there now!
I have purpose and determination and direction.
Neither option is bad or wrong.
Both options have a place in my life.
My life has taken me many directions,
Up mountains,
up paths broad and clear
up paths hard and rough,
up paths the way was so faint i
t was hard to believe it was even a way,
But oh the view from the top!
Through valleys of dark shadows,
cold shadows,
fearful shadows,
even the shadow of death,
but I have never had to walk there alone.
I have even walked beside the still waters.
I have walked up to a table prepared.
My cup has run over.
I am amazed . . . . . .
Stop
Psalms 119:105
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet,
and a light unto my feet.
Link to photo source:
https://www.amusingplanet.com/2015/10/the-sign-post-forest-of-watson-lake.html
This is lovely, and you inspired a haiku; I hope you like it.
To find your summer
follow God’s boot-prints
in the freshly-fallen snow.