This reflection ended up being a poem. It was written in one of my “stuck” moments in which I had to write myself into forward motion. Blessings! Of Pathways and Trampled Lives So, where do I go from here? Do I stay on the same path? Walk slowly? Tread lightly? Stop along the way to regard the proverbial roses? What is the answer? Yes? Yes. There is no “No”. Yes, I will go from here. Why? Because nature says so. Seasons change. Rivers flow. Life gives way to death. Death gives way to life. That’s the way it is. Where will I go from here? I will stay on the same path. Why? Because it is the only path for me. My path. My way. My destiny. Designed for me. Yes, I will walk slowly; tread lightly. Why? Because if I run wildly, clumsily through my life, not only might I not regard the flowers, I may trample them. Not experience the beautiful and fragrant miracle of my journey. And if I don’t know the beauty of my life, why am I here?
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