I come with questions
Yet I am sent out with joy!How?
How does one stumble upon the life-giving path
from such a starting point?
Perhaps the way to life is never more
Than an arm’s reach away, never more
Than a heart’s call from my soul, never more
Than an honest conversation from my mind’s eye, perhaps.
Yet it is so narrow as to be easily lost at night…
Many times have I awoken on the wrong path,
Indeed it seems not a path, but a park!
Wide and grassy,
easy on the feet,
pleasantly numbing on the soul.
Many times have I had
my way back to my intended route.
And yet the way to life is never so far off as I fear,
just a straightening out of the heart
and the feet will follow.
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