I saw a dusty country road
not far from where i live
and I thought..if roads could talk
this one had much to give
I came upon a hill that seemed
to reach up to the sky.
and wonderd what i would find
once i got up that high?
When i reached the top I saw
a farm that seemed so fine
so I sat and watched & thought
I had all kinds of time
Once back on the road I heard
the silence of this day
and found some horses grazin in
a field not far away
On down the road I traveled and
I went up anouther hill,
with a creek along the bank
where time seemed to stand still..
At the top was lots of rocks
I paused to sit and dream,
and tried to imagine how
this road might look this spring.
I noticed that the creek was froze
(it seemed quite warm to me)
it made me think how lucky i
was here ,so I could see...
On I went down the road
and once again i found
anouther little farm that seemed
to rise up from the ground...
I saw a little barn that sat
off in a lonesome field
and wonderd what fine life it had
before it's paint had peeled...
There was a house beside it and
it was old and ancient too
so I sat and tried to picture what
it looked like when it was new...
I realized I'd been walking on
the road for quite some time
and thoughts of what could happen to
me,came into my mind.
Here i was all alone
without one bit of fear,
on this silent dusty little road
And I felt safe being here.
As i walked along I found
a building tucked away
a little jail for a town
that wasn't here today..
I saw the door was opened and
I went inside to see...
it seemed to be so tiny for
a jail if you ask me...
I could see where the bars
on windows once had been...
this was once the Satoy jail
that I was standing in..
I saw no other sign there might
still be a town but i could see
all that's left of Santoy
was right in front of me...
I thought it best to walk on
and see what I could see
and found a little covered bridge
just waiting there for me..
the sky was getting darker
and i knew the reason why.
so i walked a little faster
for my day was passing by.
Once again my thoughts went to
a fear that grew inside
i felt a need to say a prayer
(and maybe run and hide)..
deep inside i knew that i
had nothing here to fear...
I wasn't on that road alone
God walked with me here....
I stared down the road again
and noticed how the wind got still
it seemed to be a peacefull place
to find a grave yard on a hill...
the tiny church beside it had
seen many lives pass by
and as i sat upon her steps
I felt a need to cry.....
suddenly I saw the path
I'd traved on before
and knew that i was close to home
and took that path once more....
i knew the day was ending and
I had not far to go
but i stayed and watched the sky
put on a mighty show...
I believe that God is good
He's gentle and He's kind.
and when i'm out about alone
I know His hands in mine..
Some say that it's wrong to be
walking dusty roads alone
but I know that God is with me
(He'll see that I get home..)
I know this world is full of fear
but I'm not natured to "give in"
I always take God with me because
I know i'm safe with Him (Amen)
