A soul must walk for many days
Before it finds its rest
And though it suffers greatly now
It yearns for what is blest.
Many trials come its way
And many tears are shed
But a soul must walk for many days
before it finds a bed.
The path is not what it would choose
And despair is always near
But a soul must walk for many days
And pay with what is dear.
There isn’t time for all the things
That it would wish to see
And every hour of every day
Brings another step to be.
There are times when light is scarce
And dark is all it sees
But a soul must walk for many days
Before it finds its peace.
A Soul's Walk 
This is beautiful.
Thank you Megan.
I just found this – very beautiful! That walk of the soul…………….
Thank you Betty Hayes Albright.
It is the first poem I posted on this blog and the poem from which the blog derives its name. I’m glad you found it. So far (of all the ones I’ve posted) this is the one I wish people would read the most. It is also the one which I find myself reading again… and then again. Cheers.
I will agree with the comments above – this is my favorite thing I have read on your blog thus far. Although “about the road” comes in at a very close second. 🙂
That means a lot coming from someone such as yourself. Thank you.
One of your very best, but I think you already know that =) Someone once told me that a part of a poem’s worth rests in how it makes you want to read it over and over again…this poem is very guilty to that! =) Take care, Que
Thank you Que.
*this poem is very guilty of that.
Grammar, the evil bane of the writer. Oh how I wish I could in love embrace its virtues. Instead I merely whine and complain about its requirements.
Lovely, and you manage to rhyme too! I can never manage that in my poems. 🙂
I find practice helps. I also used to rely heavily on a thesaurus and rhyming dictionary, and while I haven’t used either for more than a decade I am sure I am still reaping benefits from my time spent with them.
So beautiful, you are truely a poet at heart. Brought back memories of the days I used to try my hand at poetry.
I hope they weren’t terrible memories. Thank you for the compliment.
Beautiful……and I love the title of your blog. It’s what we are all on isn’t it?
I suppose so.
“And pay with what is dear”
Absolutely.
I imagine in “real life” you’re bubbling over with myrth (heheh..) but I love the bittersweet notes in most of your work- that’s able to reach me.
By the way, my new Lensbaby lens has finally shipped. I honestly thought it would be several more years before I could have another. Now I have the camera AND the special lens I love- thanks. xo
Sometimes the King is generous.
Wonderful poem that poignantly describes the journey. Walk on brother.
Cheers.
“And every hour of every day
Brings another step to be…”
A poem filled with wisdom!