Vision
I trod the whole world over,
I traveled every road.
I only sought an answer,
I could not bear my load.
I wandered many forests,
Past marked and unmarked graves.
I passed by lonely mountains,
And seas of restless waves.
I reached at last a lonely place,
And weary fell upon my face.
A place, like me, forgotten and unkept
And there my heart broke and I wept.
And in that place to which I'd wandered
The stony earth was torn asunder
The sky above me broke and thundered
And I gazed on in fear and wonder.
I raised my voice and wept with grief,
Put my lament before God's throne.
For He was not within the storm.
And I was standing still alone.
The sky above me burned with flame,
Beneath my feet the earth did shake.
Waves rose beyond a mountain's height,
The stones around me fell and brake.
I raised my voice and wept with grief,
Put my lament before God's throne.
For He was not within the storm,
And I was standing still alone.
Hail and fire rained on the earth,
The greatest of the mountains fell,
Above my head stood heaven's hosts,
Beneath my feet- the depths of hell.
I raised my voice and wept with grief,
Put my lament before God's throne.
For He was not within the storm,
And I was standing still alone.
And then the softest gentle breath
Across my tear streaked face was blown.
And He was in that quiet breath,
And I stood - no more alone.
(AGW 1/26)