Where Do You Wander?

Where Do You Wander?

By Josh Watkins

Upon what path do your feet trod O dreamer?

Describe to me the details of its splendor.

Do you walk upon a short, dust-filled path?

Where many have stepped before?

Do you wander upon briers long and twisted as the eye sees fit?

Is thy path endless, dark and bleak?

Laden with scorching coals and embers rare?

Are your feet scarred and slashed by stones forever encased in the dirt?

Is your breath restrained for fear of avalanche?

Or can you see the Artist’s horizon?

Where do thy toes dangle?

Off the gleaming bricks shaped of gold?

Off the prism’s guarded treasure?

How far down your path does your will desire?

Will you reach its end or will you die along the way?

Is your path lined with roses of red, daisies of yellow, lilies of lavender?

Do notes of melody swarm your destination?

Does the star of fire kiss your skin?

Tell me O dreamer and please my ears,

Are you trapped upon a road carved with lies?

Do you wander in deceit?

Are your feet bound by guilt and slowed by shame?

Prove me wrong! Silence my persistent questioning!

Tell me that you walk along the Way,

That you are running to the Truth,

That you have discovered the route of Eternal Life.

So many paths awaiting your step,

So many vanities at each end.

Yet one and only one will satisfy your dreams.

This is the path Hope,

This is the path of Life,

This is the path of Salvation,

This is the path of Jesus Christ.

I wander this path.

Where do your feet trod O dreamer?