On the Plank


On the plank, with courage failing,

feeble steps toward the light;

last year’s lessons, pirates wailing,

next year’s mystery, a fright.

Going back , out of the question,

going forth, a terror grave;

gentle Hope, lead this procession,

guide my steps, and paint me brave.


Balancing the straight and narrow,

faltering,  just like the sparrow

seen by eyes of ‘whelming grace,

held by loving hands in place.


This bench top made me think of ‘walking the plank’ – and the parallels to life immediately sprang to mind!