19 days...

sometimes you know exactly which way the road's going.

you've been through the twists,

recognize the turns.

but other times you find yourself on a detour

forced to travel through unfamiliar territory.

no map, no where to stop to ask the way

and you're the one at the wheel

there are passengers counting on you.

to allow yourself to show fear, that you're lost

causes them the same alarm,

fear of the unknown.

and remembering, leaning on, falling into

faith.

faith that he's there, always, to show the way.

there, to calm your unease.

there, with a shoulder, ready to catch your tears.

and in remembering that, things aren't so scary anymore

there've been plenty of roads which you didn't choose to be on

and although you might have felt alone

he was always there, right there

on the seat right beside you.

writing it out has made me feel better,

see things a bit more clearly.

trusting & believing...

-t.

p.s...the butterflies are for my mom

the artwork is one of many on display at my library

the work of the students at the schools in my community