“Step forth, young soul, upon the Road,
Onward to your true abode.”
So sings the wind into my heart
And on its breath I make my start.
Onward, onward weary feet
Beyond the shroud of mist and sleet.
The wind is calling, sweeping on
Leading me into the dawn.
And on the wind’s eternal strain
I feel a beauty near to pain:
For there, upon the heavens flung
A chain of holy stars is strung —
Star by star and light by light,
Leading forward through the night.
And then, in awe, I bow my head
And look upon my stumbling tread.
Who am I to have such guides
Of star and wind voice on all sides?
Who am I, so weak and small
To hear the great wind’s mighty call?
Then star and wind both bend their song
Upon me on the straight Road long:
“You are worthy, child of Light,
In joy we haste to give you flight.
Have strength to walk where faithful trod
Oh you beloved child of God.”
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Guest Writer
Selah Cross
the oldest of five homeschooled children, is a young writer who has been raised on stories since before she could read. Now that she can read — and write, also — she spends her days rejoicing in every form of the written word, delighting in the hope and wonder that story reveals in the living world, and discovering the reflected truth of the True Story in the most fantastical tales of imagination.
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