Fate

My mind is often vague
I don't know where to go;
But if I walk in faith
The way begins to show-

But why did You create
So wide the path that's wrong?
Why shall I find a pit
If I just go along?

Too many fall in pits'
Too many follow crowds-
Why is the road to death
Unguarded and allowed?

But maybe it's because
There's nothing near as great
As one who steps on water
And hands to You his fate.

Copyright by Benjamin Graber
bgrager@neo.rr.com