Poetry and Prose---

They say Life is a highway And its milestones are the years; And now and then there's a tollgate Where you pay your way with tears. It's a rough road and a steep road And stretches broad and far; But it leads at last to a golden town Where golden houses are.

"There are two ways of spreading light:
To be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it."

By Edith Wharton

The Bend In The Road What lies beyond the bend in the road--- What secret does it hold For those who've reached the Autumn of life, And the leaves turn red and gold? What lies beyond the bend in the road--- Will courage or yet fear Fill every heart that Autumn claims, And beckons to draw near? What lies beyond the bend in the road--- Will slowly, one by one, Touch lives, like leaves, with loveliness And peace when life is done. What lies beyond the bend in the road-- In only time will show To those who've lived the Autumn of life And then, my friend....you'll know! By Sister Miriam Barker, C.D.S.

The Weaver My life is but a weaving Between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. Ofttimes He weaveth sorrow, And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I, the underside. Not till the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas And explain the reason why. The dark threads are as needful In the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned. By Grant Colfax Tullar

~~Midi Sequenced by DON CARROLL~~