Awakening

LETITIA D. FOX

I loved to tread familiar ways,
To turn my willing footsteps where
I lived again remembered days,
And dreamt the dreams of yesteryear.
I did not crave a broader view,
I did not ask for further light;
I loved the valley that I knew,
And never looked unto the height.

But Love has bid me leave my groove,
My seeming rest, henceforth to face
And solve fresh problems, so to prove
I am no sluggard in the race.
And now I long to set my feet
More firmly on the upward trend,
Where true experience is sweet,
And every stranger is a friend.

And so, as each succeeding day
Brings new assurance of that Love
Which prompted, once, my heart to pray
For pure desire for things above,
I find my growing confidence
In Him who meets our every need
Along the road to Soul from sense,
Is founded on a Rock indeed.