I know it is a long journey To where I need to get.
I see a road lay before me, Of dirt and rock And hard terrain. I see mountains I will climb and look Out over the wide and lush land With love in my heart.
I see rivers I will cross With wild water and Slippery stones Where I will lose my footing And rushing, churning Current reaches past my head
I may gasp for air But I will not drown.
I see rustling leaves Lining the road Trees, flowers, grass Bird’s song alongside My own As footsteps pound A rhythm to the ground.
I see heavy winter coating Of snow and slippery ice A quiet, white world With only echoes And tracks of life.
I can’t run ahead, I can’t cut across I have no wheels I have no horse I can only walk.
When I cannot walk I will crawl. When I cannot crawl I will rest.
Hoping, maybe Knowing certainly What is waiting At the end.