Graphic by MamaBear
Spiral
A simple spiral staircase,
You turn as you ascend.
In climbing toward our Heaven’s Door,
We cannot see the end.
How much of turning need we do,
To turn from wrong to right?
It may be that we’ll never see,
Our destiny in sight.
Steady we climb, and patiently,
With faith that guides our tread,
A hand is in our hand to climb,
No need to turn our head.
More strength flows to us as we see,
The dirt gone from our feet,
The Glory of that final step,
That makes our lives complete.
NicknamedBob . . . . . April 18, 2005