Walk

Walk the path, follow the way,
  don't hide from what is yet to come,
Don't think you are immune from
  it all. Instead embrace the uncertainty,
Stand in its shadow, let it wash over
  you, where would you have stood?
In the shadows, hiding, wishing
  not to be found. Bravely fighting
Until you were told that is not the
  way of power. As a woman crying,
Weeping for the one you have lost,
  daring to go and anoint, even in the
Face of power which rules by fear.
  where would you stand? Denying
All of what is happening, hidden
  in an upper room where all the lasts
Took place? Or by the cross, til the
  end when he breathed his last.
Where do you stand, is the question
  to know yourself more deeply.
Be honest of where and why you
  stand, only then can you change.