The Way Poem by Trevor Schulte

I stand here lost
searching for a place to travel
As I face my life's issues
which I attempt to unravel
I know the path
that I am suppose to take
But I am still worried
that what I do will be a mistake
I want freedom
with my whole heart
Yet if I walk the path
the more freedom departs
Its so hard to remain true
to an invisible hope
when my traveling
seems to go down slope
I long to feel passion
in my spiritual fashion
leaving my heart
filled with compassion
A milestone that will
mark my quest
Somewhere where I can take a breather
and unload my stress
When will it be God
that my life will mean more
When will my life's purpose
amount to as much as the poor
Father give me a desire
to light a fire
and ultimately inspire
Maybe if I give it
all to You, the Jew,
you will make my
driving motives true
So here I stand,
still lost,
basing my journey,
on the way of the cross.