David d. (pseudonym)
A Distant Journey

My life it is a distant journey.
My mind it is a virgin bloom.
My truth it is wisdom unfolding.
My sight it is a blind man's dog.

I walk with thorns that quickly
gather-the constant pain is with
me now-turn down the roads we
walk together-a smile is all I need
from you.

Your words give voice to the light
inside-don't turn back now, don't
look away-the pain and sorrow, it 
comes into-a place where all our
words are safe.

Oh sacred heart, I fall onto my
knees to stay the course with you.
My life it is a virgin flower
whose petals bloom
in the morning dew.