hills of life call out to life
journey we embark upon
Beneath my feet, upon my
And deep within my bones,
These winding lanes with many shards
Stripe life onto my soul.
Thus makes the beauty of this life
Just what will make me more.
What more might there be found in life?
What more might be in store?
Unfolding for eternity
This journey still unfolds.
And I believe that we will find
The best will still be told.
For have we not paid shamelessly
For all we’ve come to be?
And that must surely be what draws
Me always back to thee.
And where it wends I cannot see
Nor do I care to know.
There’s so much here right now for me
(Such as the path I go).
And if that path might me to thee
I pray that it is so.
It is the path I now embark
And we’ll just have to see.
April 4, 1994