He Is Freedom The Reader, painted by Edouard Manet He Is Freedom As the end of my days draw nearer I'm reminded of who and what I've been Found out that stuff is not what matters but what you find within. The road less traveled is not easy but along the journey I have found The sweetest peace and contentment that with Him doth abound. The hounds of hell will be sent out to assail you They will test you to see just what you will do... When things do not run smoothly what course will you pursue? Give in, give up, is that the way you will handle the storm? Or let the pressures of the world cause you to conform? Stand up, I say, for what is right for you have learned the truth And sometimes learned the hard way what you've been taught from your youth. We serve a wondrous, loving God who guides us along the way He brings comfort, love and joy and peace HE is more than I can say! (c) 2008 Karen Langford Brown Back to Poems Front Page Site constructed, illustrated and managed by Liz Vose Vose Arts and Crafts, Berwick, Maine gardeningartist@comcast.net