Steps
As we walk in this the winter's blanket; our steps in the snow last for but a little while. So to life's foot print that shows the path we take. Winter's wind blows and the steps are swept away; as if not a single step made; so to that which be the winds of life. Wonder do I if the steps we take in life will hold against this mighty wind, when our winter comes. Or will the steps fade as those left in the winter snows. Be life's path so simple; matters not what direction taken. just that we must take that which is given; or perish in that which be the cold of winter
©2011 Words the Windows to the Soul
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Mark
ReplyDeleteLife it a journey, we can only follow where it take us and move forward
So good to see your words again
Sue
What a great, visual piece of writing! Thank you. It is quite apropos for what I am currently dealing with.
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