Schuyler Impens

Blossom into this new adventure
The many unknowns may excite you
So grab ahold of His welcoming, guiding hand
Don’t you worry, it’s all as planned.
Right, left, up and down the path may go.
And when the trail begins to slow,
You reach a stump where roots still show.
The tree once stood through storm and sun
Its life now told in rings of one by one.
Tracing the circles, worn and wide
Each mark a year he’s lived inside
The joys, the fears, the time you grew,
The storms you faced and carried through
In quiet pause,
You start to see those rings reflect the man you are today.
A life well lived, still standing true.
And somehow now it’s guiding theirs too.