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.