This road is long and twisting
A path that is dark at times
Curving into the distant unknown
Covered in thorn ridden vines
The sun disappears and falls behind
The only light shines from within
There is really no way at all
To see ahead, just where I have been
Rocky stones beneath my feet
Each step more uneven than the next
One misstep and I will fall
It makes it so hard to judge what is best
A deep rumble overhead
As the darkening clouds roll in
A cold clinging trickle hits my face
As the stinging rain begins
The stones become slippery and the trickle turns to deluge
The shadows of rain make it hard to see
Ahead the sun then peeks through
Once again lighting the way for me
The path is bathed, a beacon so golden
Lit like a neon sign in the night
Paved in brightness, truth, and warmth
Hope endures in this promising light
