February 26, 2014

 

We shall not walk those distant fields
though beauty surround and glory call
These broad and tempting vistas
shall never be our home
Our first, faltering step shall be our last
walking not through pleasant meadow
nor wading fertile field and stream
But a journey dry and dangered
to deserted dust untouched by life
Our dreams short halted on impossibles
Strength failing our desire
Effort defeating our ability
As eyes gaze longing outward
our feet remain at Home