God knows my every step.
I don't. But God does.
I look ahead into the next years and wonder, what steps will I take?
I have ideas
I have dreams
I have fantasies
And I have a healthy respect for reality, that large silent fellow
He will flow in, whether I expect or approve or agree.
I make plans,
I consider options,
I work toward a goal.
A new goal. A new life. A new direction.
A detour, it will be.
Will I be glad I did it?
Will I be sorry to lose what I love in the now?
I can’t know.
But my life has been a long series of passive movements
Taking the paths that came easily
I am grateful for the opportunities, the support, the love
But I am ready to stand up and walk.
God knows my every step.
(for Abbey of the Arts Poetry Party ; image courtesy of Christine Valters Paintner)
