These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

A New Road

When walking on a daily road
to do the things we ever do
our shoulders feel the daily load.
No grass remains. We're digging through.

The path we trod seems rather grave
without an end in sight, it seems.
The Lord can give us hope, that saves
in thoughts Above, with bliss redeems.

The sea behind, the foe doth face
each timid soul, that cowers in fear.
The God from Heaven rains His Grace
to show the way He carves is clear.

Each step, a rock. Each foot t'ward peace
doth show the way, that He hath made
to help His child find sweet release,
to help His Bride know Hope obeyed.

by Jay O’Toole
on September 13th, 2022