WHICH ROAD?
To every man there openeth
A way and ways and a way.
And the high Soul climbs the high way,
And the low Soul gropes the low.
And in between on the misty flats
The rest drift to and fro.
But to every man there openeth
A high way and a low.
And every man decideth
Which way his Soul shall go.
John Oxenham
posted by Blessed @ 8:38 AM
1 Comments:
I love that poem! A soulful way to start the week.
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