Is it any use to wonder
To meditate or to dream
When no matter how far I go
There is more of you unseen?
Is it any use of talking
When I cannot hear your voice
And you know my thoughts before I think them
You know my actions before my choice?
Is there any point in knowing
When nothing that I know
Could describe any better
Than a crayon and puppet show?
To know you and to love you
If worth anything I say
Would take longer than my lifetime
Would take forever and a day
But I abandon my sand castles
Built of fragile fickle things
For a slightly longer hearing
Of the way my angel sings
And so I take my journey
A wanderer without rest
To seek the divine presence
To bend to your behest
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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