Near to the Heart of God

Inspired by hymn 163 from the Sacred Selections hymnal

I walked alone, traveling companion to none.
The journey did not begin so:
Friends aplenty set out with me
But where they got to, I do not know.

The road was straight and flat
And our walk was easy and light.
Suddenly the trail began to curve
And so the first friend took flight.

More loyal pals others did not have-
Courage, Riches, Strength and Beauty
I counted among my clan.
They were part of me, had pledged fealty.

Difficult to travel the road had become
But not all had fled, just some.
Those that stayed were not quiet though,
Crying loudly, "I want to go home."

She was a journey that I had to make.
It had been commanded of me.
A higher power once hopefully spoke
Of those that were blind being made to see.

I sent the others away. It was what they wanted.
That I ended alone I found not odd.
I completed the journey and found my place,
Forever, Near to the Heart of God.