Getting My Bearings

I hadn’t realized how lost

I really had become,

Though my world was wracked by bedlam

And all my thoughts were glum.

I thought that I was still on course

With each choice that I’d make,

Until I recognized again

A previous mistake.

I knew that I was circling,

That I had lost my way,

And so I sought a place to rest,

To seek the path and pray.

I looked out from my lofty perch

To find what I had lost;

The path that would lead me to you,

Secured at such great cost.

I sought to get my bearings back,

To see which way to go,

But my mind churned with turbulence

And thoughts that scared me so.

That’s when I bowed my head and prayed

That I might see your face.

And when I heard you call my name

I flew out into grace.