Good Orderly Direction Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The path behind, a winding track,
Shows where my will has pushed me back.
I thought I knew, with stubborn pride,
But often stumbled, nowhere to hide.

I see the mess, the hurt, the pain,
My own bad choices, etched like rain.
I strained and pushed, with all my might,
And ended up lost, in the darkest night.

But there's a light, a guiding hand,
A better plan, I understand.
Good Orderly Direction waits,
Beyond the tangled, self-made gates.

I trust in that, a gentle lead,
To plant a better, wiser seed.
For when I let my own will sway,
I push the wrong piece, day by day.

Exhausted, frustrated, I can't ignore,
My Higher Power knows so much more.
So I surrender, let it be,
And find the peace that waits for me.

T.M.Solvang