My Road Map

Poetry
You were the road map that directed me when I couldn’t hear God so clearly You were my conscience when my spirit man went silent within me You were the truth that I hide from myself You were the mirror, the reflection of my fears and insecurities You were the dream that came true but you were never my dream to dream A road not taken yet you lead me everywhere I needed to be You showed me the paths that I was taking that lead to nowhere You showed me the dead end roads that lead everywhere with a little faith Your prayers were signal lights, warning signs and detours to avoid hell’s doors Without my road map, my Holy Spirit, I’m lost.

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