The Walk

Sometimes the path is perilous,

Yet You guard me on all sides.

Sometimes the path is glorious,

As You point out nature’s beauty.

Sometimes the path is crowded,

Yet You know exactly where am I.

Sometimes the path wearies me,

Yet You provide me strength.

Never leaving my side,

You provide me my every need.

With every step forward,

I am closer to my destination,

When my walk is done ,

There will be never-ending peace.

But the best part of this walk,

Is just being here with You.