O that lonely road
Straight and narrow,
That solemn journey
So silent; melancholy
Leading thee unto
That glorious light far off.
Press onward,
Toward that Holiest Glow
With each righteous step
And veer not right nor left
For on either side
Is unending darkness
An abyss, a chasm.
With each stride
Hold steadfast unto the rod
And marcheth ye hither so nigh
And leave behind thee
That valley of death’s shadow
That showed unto thee the…
Pathway home.
5-24-06
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