The Straight and narrow way

The Straight and Narrow Way

I look.

I think my way is blocked.

An avalanche

of cares

 a blizzard of troubles,

the world’s gift.

But I am a snowplow

and Truth’s my guide.

Christ’s light,

like markers in the snow,

guides to

clear the way.

I watch

the troubled cares pile

off the path

till Mind’s clear sun

melts the snow.

Other days I am not a snowplow.

I am a dancer

leaping high

with the freedom of Soul.

Dancing on the rainbow

 of God’s promise.

My radiant reflection

of God’s being

lifting my steps

high.

Either way,

plow or dancer,

my path leads

straight

to my childlike smile

at my oneness

with

Mother

Father

God.