Unpaved Identity

He had once told me he was the Morning Sun. My Angel was no longer at my side; I wondered, has he now taken her place? The path God paved for me seem to be no more. Again he asks, Sandy what did you see? I was afraid, he assures me that he will let no harm come to me. He rocked me back and forth, embracing me in his arms. He tells me not to worry, that the world will become my playground. I knew right then, I had been given an identity that was not my own; an identity that God had not paved for me. UNPAVED IDENTITY