I knew the way
to the path I should take–
wake to answers piled on the ground
like fresh snowfall.
“go your way”
but the path before me seems hidden–
possibilities buried by problems,
streetlights blacking as I drive by.
no easy answers–
only the simplest.
Your Word my headlights.
Your Life the answer to my flushed questions.
Ask– seek– knock.
Simple, not easy.
Lead me in paths of righteousness
For Your name’s sake.