One thing that did get written was a song (surprise!), and in a circumspect way, it says something about where I've been.
The Path Leads On
© 2009 Laura Herman
© 2009 Laura Herman
Here's a hand
to help you back onto your feet.
Take my arm for awhile;
take my shoulder if you need it;
but once you're steady,
once you're ready,
the next step is yours...
The path leads on
from wherever you have fallen.
The path leads on;
it's a winding, narrow way.
There is no place
too far, too wrong:
starting just where you are,
the path leads on.
Here you are.
I know you think you should be there,
high above all of this,
and you're sinking in despair, oh,
but while you're hurting,
while you're searching,
you are on the way...
The path leads on
from wherever you have fallen.
The path leads on;
it's a winding, narrow way.
There is no place
too far, too wrong:
starting just where you are,
the path leads on.
Being "on the straight and narrow" -
what a sad, mistaken notion!
He said "strait is the gate" -
like Gibraltar to the ocean:
a narrow way that leads
to life
where your heart
and your horizons
open wide... open wide...
The path leads on
from wherever you have fallen.
The path leads on;
it's a winding, narrow way.
There is no place
too far, too wrong, too gone:
starting just where you are,
the path leads on.
5 comments:
I like those lyrics. Very apropos.
And I'm glad to see you blogging again too - spring was a long time coming!
Thank you - you've reminded me of another lyric. I will have to work up my courage to post it.
Thought-provoking.
Anonymous: Romans 8:38-39
except self.
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