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Thin and faint, like dried-up tears,
The trail winds onwards, up the slope
Days, and weeks, and months go by,
Walking onwards, without hope
Memories dwindling into lies - 
Where I started, whither walk - 
Yet my past still haunts my fears -
By my shadows I am stalked..

Fragile torchlight lights the path
Gentle words show me the way
Light, soft touches guide me back,
Show me where I went astray;
Shining with a faith I lack,
A small, determined shape takes form
Ignoring my worldly wrath,
It lends a shoulder - drags me on..

Through my nightmares, through my haze
Soft whispers calling me to trust
Trust in Him who made the trail
Have faith once more in hope that lasts
That together we'll not fail
That sometimes taking help is right
That dawns will come, and sunny days
To put to rest the endless night..

Darkness that I've worn so long
Will not be easy to dispel;
But I've started, made first moves
When I first accepted help;
And that precious trust I'll prove
And all that's given me return
As I learn to keep faith strong
And see how I can help in turn..




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