After I had passed through the dark time
I came around a bend
and there ahead of me
was a bright path.
Then I knew my Creator
had brought me through,
and there would be goodness ahead.
I could see the light
scattered among those shadowy branches.
I turned and looked behind me,
down at the trail already trod
and knew the brightness
had been there all along,
though the morning fog
had obscured my view.
The light is there as I see it,
and yet it was there when I could not.
Thank God I knew
and now I could go on.
Glass half-Full
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