All Roads Lead Back To You.

Cold black stone,

Left me standing here all alone.

A road I’ve found no end,

So many bumps and turns,

Still you leave me with another bend.

Twisted and curved I follow,

Deep within my heart cold and hollow,

Winding and turning I continued on,

So many roads have come and gone.

One day I set out to find the right path,

Frustrated, sad and confused,

Only to find myself feeling its wrath,

I moved along,

My soul, tormented and bruised.

Standing at a fork in this God forsaken place,

Tired, scared and all alone.

Tears of sorrow streaked my face,

I fall, hitting hard, the cold black stone.

A gentle touch upon my shoulder,

Not knowing, not willing to understand,

I turned to see you standing there,

Outstretched arm with a helping hand.........

I thank God for the day you were created,

And smile each time you look my way,

The road has warmed and all my sorrows were tamed ,

Within my heart your friendship and love will always remain.

So the next road I travel frightening and new,

I will walk without pain or sorrow,

Not before, but knowing this now,

All my roads will lead back to you.