May 2015
riding the shadowless night
in search of his darkest day
more or less there's Hell to pay
and this is the way of The Wanderer
rocky is the path of mossless stones
and where it leads is less than known
nevertheless 'tis where he roams
and this is the way of The Wanderer
much pity there should not be
as he has visited much pain upon others
passing like a wraith through their friendly hearts
leaving nothing real or true in his wake
nothing could be so bold as a lost soul
unafraid of what is unknown
afoot the rocky path of mossless stones
all alone
and this is the way of i
i am The Wanderer
in search of his darkest day
more or less there's Hell to pay
and this is the way of The Wanderer
rocky is the path of mossless stones
and where it leads is less than known
nevertheless 'tis where he roams
and this is the way of The Wanderer
much pity there should not be
as he has visited much pain upon others
passing like a wraith through their friendly hearts
leaving nothing real or true in his wake
nothing could be so bold as a lost soul
unafraid of what is unknown
afoot the rocky path of mossless stones
all alone
and this is the way of i
i am The Wanderer
*Note: Recently I've been posting some poems and songs from an earlier time in my life. The message I now want to convey is that it's never too late to turn to Christ. I am a born again Christian. I went the way of The Prodigal Son, utterly falling away, only to be restored by the grace of God. It's all about Him.
