Down the Path of Life

by Elizabeth Varian

Walking down this winding, hilly,
and sometimes rocky path of life;
I gander at the path to my left.
His life doesn't seem quite right.

He stopped at the hill and
hasn't moved an inch.
Doesn't he know it's a cinch?

There he stands with fear in his heart.
If only he could see the other side.
The flowers and rainbow waiting for him.

Walking down this winding, hilly,
and sometimes rocky path of life;
I gander at the path to my right.
His life doesn't seem quite right.

He's moving the rocks out of his way
by throwing them forward.
Doesn't he know--that he will only
come across them on another day?

He lifts them up and throws them ahead.
When the time comes, they will form a
huge wall that he'll really dread.

Walking down this winding, hilly,
and sometimes rocky path of life;
I gander up to the heavens above.

Dear God,
Help me to know that there is no hill
to fear and help me to break the rocks
and throw them behind as I go.

Amen