I know what it is
That you search for.
I know the road
Taken to find it.

But the journey demands
The price of your life
Surrendered to the one
Waiting at the end.

I know where the good—
Happiness, peace, and love,
Call their dwelling place.
I know where the road begins.

But I don’t think you’ll listen,
So I’ll wait for your words.
Then I promise answers
And to help along the way.