I love my road, it took so long to make, it
gave me so much pain you wish it would go away
and then one day the road looked like it finally was
beginning to look like a road.

Thought just making it was just the sweat of it,
but not the tears, sorrow, and darkness that suddenly
covered the area around it, so you could not continue
till the time was right.

To many pebbles to sort, and not enough dirt to
make the foundation secure, and surprises under each
level that was removed from the ground, leaving
the gap in between the sweetness that was used to living in
underneath all the confusion of misplacing the
dirt in the first place.

My road is not very straight, but it was made the
best I could make it, with a lot of sweat, love, compassion,
forgiveness, and much giving of my own heart without
any rewards, I made it strong enough to last many lifetimes

Indeed my road was worth a lifetime of making,
and God was my strength through it all.

Words cannot express the courage it took to make
and travel upon my road that brought peace within
so completely Tranquil.

Now it's time to plant love, patience, hope, faith
and complete understanding of where nothing existed
till it was found neatly placed near the road.

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