quiet road
weaves through the old wood
light from above
caressing the autumn leaves

through darkness
fearful patches of peril
unknown sounds from the trees
chills rising

but in an instant
with a brave new thought
the hope springs forth
clearings are ahead

walking today
unceasing steps
and another thought
made manifest

just ahead
bright lights, new clearing
fullness of the Son's light
and the angels are singing

for you
walk on, dear friend
walk on