God's Tracks

You can listen with hope,

or listen in pain

 

But listen you shall,

as my words will explain

 

“You were left in a tree trunk,

neither hollow nor full

 

With a decision impending,

a test of your will

 

Your words will define,

what you praise or deny

 

Will they now come together,

in the truth or a lie

 

Do you burrow on blindly,

or tunnel beyond

 

What your comfort will dictate,

what the blackness desponds

 

One choice lands in darkness,

one reaches for light

 

My tracks through the shadows,

your fear cannot light

 

It’s down to that moment,

one last choice that defines

 

Will your soul choose redemption,

—or stay hidden unrhymed”

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)