I walk the abyss
on roads where She leads,
where fiery paths turn aside
and charred ground resides.
Though I have no light or guide
save that which I bring with me,
I trust the voice down deep inside
that she will all truth provide
Summer’s hope grows dim
and winter’s too-rough winds draw near
in my abyss I cannot hide
any more than I could change an ocean’s tide
So I walk the abyss
on roads where She leads
one foot goeth before the other in stride
and I look forward, not back, on all that’s been tried.
~ Mary Caelsto

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