lifetime

Pressing on I climb
Seeking shelter
Within His unfailing hands
Like a lost puppy seeking its master
I press on
Weary by the journey
Worn, beaten to the bone
Light growing dim
A cold eats from within
...
He sits on my shoulder telling me to turn back
All is better there back home
I am told to remember the good times, sitting, watching, waiting
But I am no sloth
I turn from the temptation and flee
...
Every step more difficult
The path narrowing
This love I cannot deny
So many answers, no need to question why
This is my moment to shine, a guide to lonely hearts...
Now that others are aware
It is time to continue on,
On toward home
A lifetime of serving was my desire, as I am called into His loving hands.