The Beauty of My Path

Looking back,
I don't know how I made it this far.
There were times I was ready to quit,
there were times when I dared God to take me out.
I wanted to leave my suffering behind
and felt the easiest way to do so
would be to leave the world behind.
Looking back,
I'm amazed at the terrain I have traversed.
I can see from here
that the valleys were so deep,
they never saw the sun.
I can see from here
that during much of my blind climb,
I was unwittingly close to a precipice.
Luckily, it was in those places,
I had a friend's hand to hold,
while God's hand was placed firmly
and lovingly behind my heart.
Due to all the darkness that overwhelmed my sight,
I never knew in all that time,
that I was moving forward.
Yet here I am standing in the light.
And from here I can see the beauty
in my often dark and windy path.