A Higher Road


He thought his shoulders were strong and broad

til troubles came to call;

Like flurries, problems mounted up,

and made his strength feel small.

Rocked to his heels, and then his knees,

he bent beneath the load –

and found that in the broken place,

he found a higher road.

11 comments on “A Higher Road

  1. Gallivanta says:

    This is interesting. I thought that in recent months I had built up more resilience and broader shoulders but my relatively small computer problem has shown me that I am not as strong as I thought. Even small things can still throw me. Now where’s that higher road? πŸ™‚

    • melodylowes says:

      Ah, friend – I am there, too. I want this resilience and strength, and it only seems to come by wading through the toughest places in life. I’d love to be a lot more stoic than I am in a traffic jam, for example… *giggle* When I find this elusive higher road, shall I point it out as I sail by? πŸ™‚

  2. Debbie says:

    This poem has such a classic feel to it, Melody . .almost like a hymn or song. Thank you for writing like you do!

  3. This one’s for me, Melody. I love it! I usually learn the hard way – but I do learn. πŸ˜‰ There is an upside to hitting bottom and you’ve reminded us nicely of this.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  4. quite humbling… beautiful !

  5. Yun Yi says:

    β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚found that in the broken place,

    he found a higher road.”

    — I like that!

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