I am the traveler

On a journey

You are the gate

To the path, the way

That leads to life

You are the light

That shines in the dark

Illuminating my way

You are my strength

When the road is steep

And my hope grows dim

You are my shade

When the sun bears down

You are the song

The birds are singing

To cheer my heart

When it becomes heavy

My companion

When I need to talk


When I lose my way

You are the strong love

That keeps fear away

When wild things

Rage and roar

The sword that flashes

When danger nears

You are the fresh water

In the stream

When I grow thirsty

You are my home

At last

That I am forever

Longing for.

© 2012 Julie Clark

Categories: borderlands, Faith, God, Life, Love, Paths, Poetry | Tags: , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Traveler

  1. Marsh

    As a fellow traveler I love this post. Your poetry is beautiful.

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