Nov 17, 2007 09:27
What though before me is dark,
Too dark for me to see?
I ask but light for one step more;
Tis quite enough for me.
Each little humble step I take,
The gloom clears from the next.
So though 'tis very dark beyond,
I never am perplexed.
Ad if sometimes the mist hangs close,
So close I fear to stray.
Patient I wait a little while,
And soon it clears away.
I would not see my further path,
For mercy veils it so-
My present steps might harder be,
If I the future know.
It may be that my path is rough
Thorny and very hard and steep;
And knowing this, my strength might fail,
Through fear and terror deep.
It may be that it winds along,
A smooth and flowr'y way;
But seeing this I might despise
The journey of today.
Perhaps my path is very short,
My journey nearly done,
And I might tremble of the thought
Of ending it so soon.
Or if I saw a wear length
Of road that I must wend,
Fainting I'd think "my feeble powers
Will fail me e're the end."
And so I do not wish to see
My journey or its length"
Assured that through my father's love,
Each step will bring its strength.
Thus step by step I onward go,
Not looking far before;
Trusting that I shall always have
Light for just "one step more."
-Author Unknown
poetry