Had I known when venturing out upon the cinder trail this afternoon, that the sun would go down so soon and leave me with this feeling of doom as I seek out the right path to go down.
I see nothing but the moon and I know my feet are on the path by the familiar sound of the ashes crushing down, but where will the path take me. Lord, I put my faith in you to put me in the right direction, be my compass and bring me home.
Will this path take me home I wonder as I stand and shudder because I think I hear the sound of thunder approaching. With no choice but to go on I walk further into the beyond.
As I begin to lose hope, the wind picks up pushing at my back, propelling me to my destiny. The ground begins to slope down, and the walking becomes easier as if the land is rising up to meet my feet. I feel as if the arm of god is around me. I hear the birds in the sky as the sun begins to rise and the end of the path is in front of me.
Mike duffy
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