Treasure Island

Liilia Talts Morrison

(August 20,1937 / Estonia)

Again And Yet Again

In life I've traveled highways
built by the hand of man
but always fell and stumbled
again and yet again

The lanes and sidewalks narrowed
as I paid time it's toll
until I reached a detour
around a gaping hole

I always had been cautious
obeying every sign
but now my gaze turned upward
I'd reached the finish line

And then I saw a highway
appearing from above
and saw the Master reaching
his hand to me with love

Today I travel gently
on paths that do not bend
well-worn by friends of Jesus
again and yet again.

Submitted: Saturday, July 19, 2014

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