Monday, March 12, 2012


My passenger does not judge
He simply guides my path
Steering me away from obstacles
Though from time to time
I disobey and maneuver away
And he does not grow angry
Just sits silently
Lets me choose for myself
But when I begin to recognize
The paved road I chose ends
I turn to my passenger
“Please redirect me,
And forgive me, Lord.”
He rests his hand on my shoulder
And turns me back on track

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