SO few have walked the path which lies before me,
THE track o'ergrown with tangled, twisted vine.
DARKNESS comes against, to over-awe me,
SHALL memory of the past bid me resign ?
BE still, faint heart, cease swaying in the breeze,
THE One who is within me is my strength.
LIGHT of the world compels me to my knees,
AND takes me home to glory land at length.
THE righteous, in His Name shall overcome.
STILLNESS holds no fear with Christ my shield.
THE world alluring...I will not succumb,
DANCING beneath the sun, I'm whole, I'm healed.
Quote: T S Eliot
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