The Road

I’ve always believed
There is one road we are all destined to take.
We are to color it with the pains and joys we’ve had
And tune it to the skills and abilities we’ve acquired
To make the most profound mark on the road as we converge our way into others.
We take some things and leave others, in accordance to the ways the world around us has shaped us.
We create and destroy the things that have both hurt us and given us the most familial feeling of pleasure we’ve known.
Messages from the sky will cast down their prayers on us
As passerbys come to take them,
But the essence of that one road will be written in Your name.
Plantation and vegetation will arise the moments you diverge from that road,
And new fruits of knowledge and experience are found,
As it is colored with the scars you’ve bled, the water you’ve shed, and the love you’ve spread.
It's a wonder to see all your beauty in the breakdown,
For when you are most out of line with your road,
You create the space given to sentimental values and feelings from the past that put you in a state of nostalgia,
Of longing for that one road you’ve grown so used to
For it was that best friend you never had,
That love you may have taken for granted,
Or that dream you cheated yourself on.
And when you come back to that one road
You are met with the overwhelming love of the Father you never had,
The saving peace of the Home you’ve always wanted to find,
And the Happiness your very name has always been written on, granted, and deserved.
A place of harmony that provides more than the Seven Wonders of the World could ever provide,
The road is the heart. Your heart.
And my heart belongs on the Road.