Travelling a well traveled road
Valleys and mountain peaks pass me by
Dusky deserts and luscious oceans sprawling
Somewhere there is a place unique to me
But I haven’t yet found it
There is no home in my life
I am a traveller, a passer by
These days I travel light
I carry little but my burdens in life
I have washed myself in the stream of life
And burned away dross in the primal fire
I have climbed the tree that lies at my center
The view from its peak took my breath away
I have drawn holy waters from the mystic well
And yet, I haven’t found my home
Perhaps at this journeys end
I will find my repose?
Many miles yet to travel
Many sins to unravel
Casting off baggage and clothes
Casting off ideas not my own
Although I increasingly find myself alone
I understand that we are all one
And it surely cannot be long
Until I find what I am seeking
She is beautiful and wise
Strong and yet sweet
When I find her I will be whole
I will unite with my soul.
