What have we done to have this happen to us?
To have darkness fall on us the sinners?
Hidden in shadow we wait,
We wait for the moment of enlightenment,
The second when we are no longer dull
When we have stepped onto the thin straight pathway
The path that leads away from our sorrows,
And towards the first rock, to slow our progress.
To discourage us and have our wills tested.
Little do we know this rock is no more,
No more than a lightweight pebble,
Easily removed from the path and rolled away for another to encounter
Instilled with false confidence we continue on our way,
Again only to encounter another setback, another downfall, another loss.
This time not a rock, but a boulder, and this time
It’s real.
We try and we push but it will not roll,
And we cannot leave this path, so what do we do?
We root ourselves into the ground,
In hopes we can out live the stone,
As the rains of time may carve away.
And we see a stranger walk up, bruised and beaten,
But majestic no less, and he simply touches the boulder,
And it crumbles like flour through a sift, and it falls to dust.
So we continue.
And on we go, again with false hope and commitment,
As we see no more boulders or stones, and no mountains to fear,
As the trend suggests.
A single step and flames push us back. We lose faith and stare at the dragon before us.
What could we do now?
The scaled beast offers a ride, back to the life we knew.
Oh how delightful,
Who would think such an ugly beast could be so kind as to help us?
To help us return to the life of ease we once knew?
All but one accepts, and as we fly back home we jeer at him.
Until we look down and see.
The Narrow way we left, led to delights, and life.
And the Broadway we return to, leads unto destruction,
And we cannot jump of this dragon’s back.
So we plan to continue the Narrow way once we get back,
Never thinking we’d lose our sight, our memory.
