For an instant the world is clear
the road before is straight
the distance seems not far, but near
and then breathe is exhaled.
The glass becomes not quite so clear
the fog has blocked my sight
the future becomes blurred and I
have lost the road's edge line.
I hold my breath and wait and hide
the world becomes quite black and faint
then opening up my eyes I find
time's past and all has changed.
The glass I see through's clear again
the air is crisp just like back then
but time has changed the view while I
was scared of walking blind
No longer is the road all paved
no longer do lights guide my way
instead I wake to find my life
in the belly of a whale.
Perhaps when glass fogs up next time
I shouldn't run or hide my eyes
instead I'll trust on Jesus Christ
praying His will, not mine.
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