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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Bridge (07/31/08)

TITLE: Lonely Roads and Stoney Paths
By Charla Diehl
08/04/08


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Once upon a lonely road,
A kind stranger said to me,
ďLet me help you with your load.Ē
I rejected his friendly plea.

I told him to be on his way
And to leave me to myself.
ďIíll handle things, thanks anyway,
I really donít need your help.Ē

Away he went, this man so kind,
But his memory with me remained.
Iíd stop to rest and in my mind
There was something I retained.

Was it his piercing eyes, I thought,
Did they see my inner depth?
Did he know what made me wrought
With pain--The recent nights Iíd wept?

I trudged along íneath stormy clouds
That shadowed this stoney path,
When I heard a voice--not aloud,
Emerging from somewhere past.

Just whispery sounds at first,
I couldnít make out a word.
When these thoughts (or were they verse)
Became clearer, I felt assured.

With the pounding in my heart
I stopped dead in my tracks,
I felt an answer come in part,
Though itís uncertain when I asked.

Then suddenly that strangerís voice--
The man Iíd said was kind,
Was urging me to make a choice,
ďBelieve or be left behind.Ē

Quietly His Spirit-words
Began a change in me.
A revelation then occurred--
Godís watching over me!

Back in my youth He mattered,
Bible stories then made sense,
When grownup dreams were shattered,
God existed in past tense.

My life--it wasnít ending
Because things had gone awry.
Iíd chosen to stop spending
Time with Him--I wonder why.

I want to believe again--
My heart and mind Iíll give.
I left Him once, to my chagrin,
Today I choose to live.

My mood lightened into a smile
At the beauty from this ridge,
The devilís quest was to beguile,
But the Lord built me a bridge.

This bumpy road--Life is its name,
Helps to strengthen when Iím tested.
Embraced anew, I wonít complain--
My trust, thatís whatís requested.

This morningís sky--a dreary black,
Now clothed in golden hues,
His words--my bridge, my way back
To God and all thatís true.


Proverbs 3:5-6 (NIV) Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and he will make your paths straight.


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Beth LaBuff 08/07/08
Nice work on this. Your meter is good. I especially like some of your lines, "Believe or be left behind." I also like how you used slant rhyme (almost rhymes) to write this. This is thought provoking, "God existed in past tense." Nice work. Excellent thoughts.