Empty Material Nest
It’s time had a purpose,
But it’s time is at end,
It vanished before me,
into hands of others tend.
I’m almost done and the time has come,
the road is clear, yet not to some.
I take my leave, on journeys road,
a road less travelled, an adventure unknown.
A narrow path, in which to guide,
His hand will lead me, to the rivers side.
There i’ll drink of waters divine, with family and fellowship,
with nature and mind.
With joy in my heart, with God as my lead,
Let this road thats less travelled,
Get started ,INDEED!
Just a silly yet a part of my journey poem.