
Along the stranded pavement i walk,
Holding nothing, leaving nothing,
I want no one behind me
But i want You in front
To lead me ,to steer me,
And to support me when
I tread upon a stone.
I wonder why the path is like this,
Easy for someone ,tricky for some:
Easy or tricky doesn't matter
As long as You are with me.
As i sense little drops of water falling
And sinking to my robes,
I perceive a thousand falling
Each rushing to meet the ground first.
Its that which amazes me,
The preciseness by which they drop
Whatever may be the hinderance,
I am happy as long as You give me that.