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 unkeptAnd there my heart broke and I wept.And in that place to which I'd wanderedThe stony earth was torn asunderThe sky above me broke and thunderedAnd 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 breathAcross my tear streaked face was blown.And He was in that quiet breath,And I stood - no more alone.(AGW 1/26)

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