Psalm 1: The Choice

There is a place of blessing
Away from the darkened paths
Away from the sinners hostel
Away from the laughing hoards

A place of blessing
Where rules and advice are laid
That light up the day with the morning sun
And bring comfort and warmth as evening draws near

To stay in that place
Is like sheltering under the branches
Of the river-side tree, laden with juicy fruit

To move away is to be vulnerable
To the changing of the season
The winds blowing to and fro
Gradually removing any foundation for joy

And in that vulnerability
Without protection, shelter or satisfaction
Their eternal choice will be made clear
And a tear rolls down the face of Rule-Maker

For Rule-Maker watches everything
Rule-Maker watches everyone
And though he knows which way is best
He lets us choose.


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