Found on G+ on 10-22-15. Hans-Juergen-Werner. Spiritual Paths. Landscape Photography.

As I walk a   winding road

That leads to heaven’s gate,

Sunlight sits upon my shoulder,

Warms me as I wait.

Soon, the nights  grow colder.

Friends have died along the way.

Family ties have

unraveled,

No one ever

seems to stay.

Many are the miles

I’ve traveled,

And my spirit

grows  meek.

Faith has brought

me to a river

As my body

becomes  weak.

Here I shed my

 hurts and losses

That have

devastated me.

We all carry

 crosses,

That cause 

us misery.

We want to

break away

In an effort

To be free.

We seek the

peaceful places

To prepare

for a new birth,

And leave behind

this planet

Others call earth,

To stand before

God’s graces.

I’m in the process

Of leaving

All my sorrows

behind,

And memories

I’ve carried

In the corners

of my mind.