LESSONS
The valleys get deeper
Snares that used to trip me up
Made smooth by God’s guiding hand
I learn to travel blindly
No need for human sight
Trusting
As a child
My weakness
Manifestation of self centered pride
Hinders His angels efforts
As they carry me along
Summit high above me
Holy kingdom of Christ
Directions predestined
A map is not necessary
Sweet satisfaction
Peaceful journey
So simple in nature
Refreshing serenity
Showers my soul
In self inflicted blistering inferno
No fear today
Tomorrow may never come
In my distorted measure of time
Lessons learned
Nourish my growth
Wisdom for survival
As He has planned
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
