Paths of Life

Some narrow paths through deep woods wind
Trees tower on each side
Like mighty giants, strong and tall,
Of many different kind.
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I do remember, oh so well –
as kids, we roamed such woods –
Knew everything about those paths,
Their feel, their sound, their smell.
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Those paths were calling us to find
What hid around the bend.
They promised us to keep us safe.
Whispered, “Come, rest your mind”
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So many times I walked alone,
On those familiar paths.
Though times the paths felt dark and cold
They always led me home.
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Now other paths are for my choice,
With trees lined on each side.
They, in the end, will lead home too
When I obey Christ’s voice.

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