The gathering gloom

The gathering gloom

In the gathering gloom, which path to take?
The woods are thick on every side.
Fate will determine the choice I make.

Embrace one course, the others forsake --
the autumn sun and the wind has died,
in the gathering gloom, which path to take?

Shall error cause a heart to break?
In which direction does peace abide?
Fate will determine the choice I make.

Will doom follow a guileless mistake?
The paths are narrow, the thick woods wide.
In the gathering gloom, which path to take?

Never knowing for sure the price at stake --
let not uncertainty break my stride --
fate will determine the choice I make.

My Lord is silent for a lost soul's sake.
His companionship requires no guide.
In the gathering gloom, which path to take?
Fate will determine the choice I make.

                   (Unpublished)