(*Footprints do not go backwards)
My eyes rest forward
settling on a limitless
horizon immense before me;
I’ve stumbled and crawled–
my knees buckled — fallen
flat-out — my face to dirt —
and defiantly laid myself
down idle by the wayside,
just watching the world
pass by, but in the stillness
resides patience, the Eternal
awaits, His voice continues —
a gentle, persistent call —
so I continue on the narrow
path, following the footprints
of God.
—C.L. Fisher, November 2020
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Poetic Meanderings 