SHE WANDERS

SHE WANDERS

She wanders aimlessly into a field of swaying color,

It is so beautiful that it is hard to believe.

The colors that are displayed within the flowing flowers,

Are difficult to absorb, even difficult to conceive.

She has wandered aimlessly into the swaying color,

For in the center of the field, was a weeping willow tree.

She wanders closer now, hoping to find solace,

So she sits and rests against the weeping willow tree.

She is thinking about life here, and the life hereafter,

She is thinking what is, and what is not to be.

Her thoughts are pierced by a most beautiful impression,

A Meadow Lark sings sweetly in the weeping willow tree.

Between the swaying branches of the weeping willow tree,

She sees an eagle soar and glide above the whole melee.

She wishes she had wings of gold to fly beyond the seas,

But she knows that this is one wish that shall not be.

She ponders upon Life, she wonders about Love,

She wonders about the nature of things here, and above.

What will become of her, for no one seems to care,

Yet, in her heart she knows Someone Who is always there.

She speaks to Him, "Dear Jesus, you have created all things.

You have created the heavens above, and the angels that sing.

You have created all things here, and know what is to come,

You are my Savior, Lord, and I shall be always loved."

He says to her," My Child, you are not far from heaven's door.

When you first believed in me, I knew it was a difficult chore.

But since you have given Me your total being, your all,

I shall lift you to Heaven's Gates, and never let you fall."

Now she is totally filled with the Love from, and of, the Lord,

She does not have to wonder about how to get aboard,

The path to heaven is open, open to one and all,

"Believe in Jesus", He's the only Way, and you shall never fall.