Poems (Vadlan)/The Cross Roads

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4587452Poems — The Cross RoadsElaine Vadlan

THE CROSS ROADS
On every cross-road that we reach
The Saviour marks are placed:
Some. come early, some. come late,
But there is a mark for each.

Journeying onward to the goal,
That all must reach some day.
Cross-roads and by-ways themselves unroll,
To test us: in every way.

Ever inclined to run on ahead,
Of the Master's plans for us;
We arrive at the cross-roads and dread
To see, no marks left there to trust.