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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