Edge of Each Adventure
© May 13, 2008, Roy Stucky

I caught a breath
In my running day
And the past
Filled up my eye.

The words I thought
I might learn to say
And the wings
I'd use to fly.

The edge of each adventure
Looks like just another stride.
You never know
How you're going to grow
Or the choice you'll be forced to ride.

Some things I've done
Haven't served me well
And there's good
I've left alone.

But mercy's gift
Every time I fell
Was to turn
My face toward home.

The edge of each adventure
Looks like just another stride.
You never know
How you're going to grow
Or the choice you'll be forced to ride.

It seems I've been
Seven hundred men
Since that boy
Unlocked the gate.

I hope the Truth
Sometimes found my pen
To adore
What God creates.

The edge of each adventure
Looks like just another stride.
You never know
How you're going to grow
Or the choice you'll be forced to ride.