Follow

What can I do now,
That the road ahead is pitch black.
Everything that I once held certain,
Has crumbled around me,
And I find myself, alone,
Staring into the darkness ahead.

I feel hurt,
As I shed tears of sorrow,
Yet deep down inside,
I knew what to do.
I call out your name,
And in the silence that follows,
I hear you whispering, “Follow me.”
Turning toward your voice,
I take a step into the void of the night.
Another step I take, not caring what lies ahead.
I focus on your voice and walk into the darkness, saying,
“I will follow you Lord, no matter what the cost.”