The road of life with its twists and turns,
Bumps and berms, its passengers spurn.
Signs and lines with limits by design;
Gas, sudden brake, hazy path, which to take?
Careening or crawling, rising or falling,
I trust the Driver who knows no stalling.
Make way for the designer of the vehicle I ride
Trusting Him, confident I’m on the right side
There is but One Way, though many roads
One Way leading to the final, heavenly abode.
©️ Rachel D. Lyne