The Promised Land
There it is
Just beyond that mountain
Perfect
And yet here I die
Yes it will be no surprise
I can feel the end
And yet I think of you there
Waiting
Wind in your hair, staring at the sun
I have wandered so long
Seeking gods will
What he needed of me
And now I realize
Man’s folly, right in front of me
God has no will, only I have will
Which led me on this fruitless search
Through integrity to foolishness
Seeking forgiveness for being myself
And yet the journey had its moments
Clarity and redemption
Salvation and sorrow
God is a dance on the moon
Chance to feel the source
Generations creating power from a distant satellite
Soon I will be no more
Listen children do not waste your time
Time is god, and you are its partner
Now I am dead
I see what is left of me
I see you waiting, still.