I have been travelling alone:
So many times I fell and cried,
So often I have prayed to stone,
So often found myself in fight.
Yet to my path I have been true –
It is impossible to turn!
I know I have to see it through
Before to peace I can return.
And every time I cried in vain –
It only seemed, for every step
Had taken me away from pain,
Each day I drew a sacred map –
A plan on how to walk this path,
Which leads us through journey of life
Where bridge ‘tween death and life I cross
Through overcoming pointless strife.
Along this path I met with you:
Taking your hand, as one embraced
Together we will follow through
To holy love with which we’re graced.
Along the holy path we walk
And all we feel is sacred peace
We’ve ceased to doubt, and even talk –
But simply walk to where God is.
And all we see is holy light
Which lights the road and guides our way,
For even in the darkest night
You, me and God – as one we stay.
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