A Journey:

I know not where my story goes, perhaps I’ll never know.
A story I still need to hear,
But I’ll go wherever the Lord shows.

Like a leaf on the breeze, traveling as it blows.
A sweet melody, faint in my ear.
I know not where my story goes, perhaps I’ll never know.

A journey of chaos and calm, like a tranquil sea with swirling undertow.
Through the laughter, joy pain and tears,
I’ll go wherever the Lord shows.

Time a slippery thing, goes way too fast and all too slow,
In a flash with joy but certainly not in fear,
I know not where my story goes, perhaps I’ll never know.

My destination covered by shadows,
I feel the end of our story draws near,
But I’ll go wherever the Lord shows.

While my story is not at a close,
Your time on earth has my dear,
I know not where my story goes, perhaps I’ll never know,
But I’ll go wherever the Lord shows.

— Henry Alvin