I pause,
After running
All day long,
Sore all over.
No moment’s rest,
The next course
Grabs my feet.
I render
A sigh.
Regardless,
I will press towards
That path for me alone.
It is the path of life,
Yet I can’t help
But moan.
But thanks be to God,
Since I am alive,
And running as I live,
Tis better
Than being dead.
After this course,
Yet another
Awaits me,
And without refusing,
I will go.
The Holy Son Lord,
While waiting for me,
On His own may depart,
Thinking I’m arriving late;
Flustered is my heart.
<The Path that Only I Go by Pastor Jung Myeong Seok, Joeun Sori, July 2012>
