Where The Road Led

I walked a broken road As if though I was being told Just to see were it led So, I followed it up ahead. I stepped on rocks and stones And the occasional conifer cones I avoided holes with water in the path Where birds take an occasional bath. Then I walked over branches and fallen trees And I fought against a heavy breeze Then I walked across man made bridges And on the side of many ridges. I crossed over many fences While expecting any and all consequences And wherever the road did lead There I would heed. I stayed on that road for many hours I passed many beautiful flowers And I also passed squirrels and deer While they wondered why was I here. The road indeed was broken But, I followed it as the voice had spoken And God bless where that road had led me to Because, that road had led me to you. Randy L. McClave