Faltering beneath this cross that I bear,
my spirit's shaken but my will is not broken.
My ascending path remains so very unclear;
destiny's unsure for reasons unspoken.
Silently whispered the prayers of my soul
plead for strength to find my way through.
Pray I not weaken as Time takes its toll;
honor bound my promise I'll hold to.
Stumbling I slip on the obscure ground,
amidst prickled thorn, o'er jagged rock I crawl.
Struggling to regain lost hope once found,
I cleanse my wounds at Heaven's weeping walls.
Though tired & weary my heart heeds the call
from bleeding knees bent, I rise ready to fight.
Impassioned I stand….heavily laden I fall
perseverance and faith my only guiding lights.
Under night's canvas sweet freedom resounds,
for a moment my mind roams unfettered & free.
Dawn's light, a reminder, I'm again duty bound
my journey seems eternal, at times endless to me.
In my dreams angels gather by a golden gate;
tears of promise & hope glisten in their eyes.
In their presence am I worthy…or is it too late?
Did I fulfill His will? Can to Heaven I rise?
When called before my Maker, assured I will know
with earnest effort I loved this blessing I bore.
Though reflections of my life offer not much to show,
certain is my heart I could not have given more.
