My first twenty years I walked the road broad

Until empty, longing, I came to know God.

Forty-nine years since; on God’s path I have trod.

Different kinds of terrain I’ve walked on this Earth’s sod.

Hovering jungle growth, fear and danger abound

Amidst the stark unknown ‘twas once lost; now I’m found.

On narrow mountain roads, high above the rough fray

A joy I never knew, to know You and to pray.

Scenic beach-side sunsets Your beauty to behold

Even in desert sands, the beauty of the Lord.

Midst wintry suffering, in ice-cold bitter lands

It’s on the tundra I found your comforting hand.

Life has not been easy, victories and defeats,

But even in valleys the Shepherd did I meet.

Upon His narrow road, His path for weary feet

A delighted sheep, I, find His comfort sweet.

Seth