If you've traveled a lonely path...

Let me reveal a small glimpse of our family's journey in the last few years:

Unsettled, confused, shaken
this is the overgrown road we've taken.
No clear path is set before
just a thick carpet of forest floor.
And this has been my only rest--
knowing that Your way is best.

One of my love-affairs with the written word...poetry. One of poetry's most intriguing aspects is how well it is lent to vagueness. Can you not read some poems and feel that you have been there in your own path? Though really you have little idea what experience has birthed these sentiments in the author, you know what has birthed at times the same in you. That is the power of poetry. That is the power of the common plight of each beating heart...a search for calm, and a place of peace. Never alone...