It would be nice to walk at a pleasant stroll
The path didn't travel that way
It went over rocks
So close to cliff edge drops
It went downhill before I could climb back up
To be met with surrender as I was hurtled down a steep decline
The climb back up got harder
I stumbled
It
got dark
Footing kept slipping
Felt I was plummeting into hell
I'm in the moonshine now
Hoping for a little more glow
I know I have faith
I trust the Lord knows where to go
I can only slip as I can handle although it feels at the time you can't go on
I know the days become a little brighter as we learn to sing when in song
The nights are changeable sometimes so cold but you see a little sparkle in the distance
Hope -
It will lead you home