The twisting winding times of life
Bring turnings that confuse
The paths that God sets out for us
Require me to muse
They bring friends close and thrust them far
Entwine in novel ways
You never know just who will go
Or which one of them stays
The stories writ before times dart
Began it’s fateful path
Before creation, fall, and salve
Before the final wrath
They draft the roads for us to take
And are just shy of fate
But if I do have any say
I’ll take the narrow gate