The day I met God 

Through the shadows 

The darkest days

Of ‘walking the path less trodden” 

.

You stay near

And yet through fear 

I have long since forgotten

.

Your memory is imbedded

Soaked in my skin 

As as adolescence grows strong 

.

 Straying from your plan 

You take my hand 

And guide me from my wrong 

.

And now I know 

The words you speak 

The path you have created 

.

I am your voice 

My life, your choice 

The world’s less complicated 

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