The road looks too narrow.
Thickets and briers grow everywhere.
The path is too steep.
I stumble at every step.
I can't see a thing.
Velvet darkness covers everywhere i look.
Thirsty i feel.
Am on the verge of giving up.
Suddenly i see, a light from a distance.
I then realise - that God's timing is perfect!
We keep on keeping on...
Diana...
before day.
Beautiful poem
Kathy
Sandie
b udd