One Word

She sat there like royalty
Rings and fine clothes
Joy on her wrinkled nose

Authority flowed from her
Bright sunlight from
A forest roof in Autumn

Why do you live like you do?
Because my King told me to
One word from him
One word
Is my road, my mind, my finish line

Happy is he
Who knows the King
And obeys him

He does not fear enemies
He fears not the night
He sings like the innocent might

Though his dark path may be
More than he thinks he can
Stand in the strength of man

Still he stands strong
Rivers of hardship
Flowing around him