Climbing Home
The trail I seldom trod,
Keeps coming back to me.
Though turning right or turning left,
Its entrance still I see.
I tried to take it once,
In holy chivalry,
Until my Guide was out of sight,
Then felt I had to flee.
They say it leads to home,
That path of misery,
And though I hear my Father’s voice,
I’m short on bravery.
The trail I seldom trod,
Keeps calling out to me,
And soon I must embark upon
That trail up Calvary.
Fr. Thomas Flynn, LC