If I had taken the other path

Where would I be now?

Many times I have contemplated

The many-faceted image

Of myself,

In a far different place.

If I had chosen darkness instead

What would have become of my soul?

Often I have cried to think

That so often I had neglected

My Saviour,

Who suffered everything for me.

If I turn around now

Would I go the alternate route?

Every time it rains, I look up to the sky

And remember every blessing

In my life,

And continue on my way.