By Kathryn Sadakierski
I walk the length of another road,
but endless paths branch from it
in every direction.
The journey was arduous
but rewarding
in strengthening me
so I can climb another mountain.
I’ve learned from the steps I’ve taken
and the hurdles I’ve leapt over,
even when the rocks seemed
too tall, too daunting
for me to ever hope of overcoming.
I’m proud to have completed
the trek I set out on,
but already
I’m searching for a new fork to explore.
I’m at the crossroads of happiness,
the knife’s edge of bittersweet
that keeps me reflecting
on the dreams I still dream
and where I want to be
instead of where I’m standing
currently.
Even when the sun dances through,
I still glance out the window
speckled with rain like rhinestones
and wonder where the road
just beyond leads.
If only I could run out there,
I’d see more clearly.
I can envision the summit,
blindly hastening every step
to realize the sweetness
of reaching the pinnacle
of what I’ve imagined I’d be.
But I can’t skip the peaks
that rise before me now,
the footholds I must find
before moving on to the next.
I don’t know where to go,
only knowing that I must,
sometime, somewhere soon,
reach the apogee I seek,
that I long to attain immediately.
But when God, when heaven, is the destination,
then this isn’t only my plan,
my journey,
and I have more to learn
before I understand the full picture.
Every chapter of this story,
one page at a time,
I’ll use the gifts I’ve been given,
this heart and brain,
compass and map,
and navigate by their light,
gaining my bearings,
following my North Star,
and helping other travelers
along the way.
Kathryn Sadakierski is a 22-year-old freelance writer whose work has appeared in numerous anthologies, magazines, and literary journals around the world, including Agape Review, DoveTales, Edge of Faith, enLIVEN Devotionals, Refresh Bible Study Magazine, Snapdragon: A Journal of Art and Healing, and Teachers of Vision. She holds a B.A. and M.S. from Bay Path University. She’s passionate about sharing her love for God through her words, with the goal of making a positive difference by instilling hope in others.
I love how you look beyond the next earthly goal to our ultimate, heavenly goal!
This is so beautiful and full of truth.
Sarah, it’s plain that you worked hard on this. Thanks.
I’ll read it several times in the next week or so. I find that poetry – like scripture – must be heard several times in order to understand it, believe its message. Too many say, “I don’t like poetry” when they ate the ingredients instead of the finished meal. It may take the reader as long to hear it as it took the writer to speak it.
Here’s a good one from a poet I like. https://livinghistoryfarm.org/farminginthe40s/movies/KooserAbandoned.html