We each are on a journey
Each journey has a path
As we travel to our futures
We carry the knowledge of our pasts.
We each leave a trail behind us
Which twists and turns it so
And though alone we may feel small
As one we make one whole.
Our footprints are already left before us
As we take each one newly step-by-step
They were laid out ahead of us
Before our journeys begun.
For to The One there is no time before or after
There is only His will done
So we step in our own footprints
Where we have never stood our feet before.
We all look up to the holy Sun
And turning away from one another, all follow its shining light
Though we seem in different directions to travel
Our destination is the same.
For though our faces face not eachother
And our feet do run fleetingly depart
Our paths are ever crossing
As in our travels we hope in the Sun.
Yes, our paths are ever crossing
Each and every tiny one
For though we may feel alone and seperated
Our paths are all part of the one whole picture
A weaving painting of the Son.
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