And I have arrived yet again
On these virgin mountains.
Serene and peaceful this god land
Ever ready to absorb my solemn tears
A comforter of a ruined generation
The finder of the lost ones.
It’s still silence cricks
My thoughts so perverted by loneliness
And the pleasures of mankind
All crushed against my will.
Lives nosey and the boisterous looted world
Are distant from my path now again.
I walk a lonely path
And thread red lines at night
My heart is so outpouring
Lives savaged thoughts outgone
The glories of a past world gone
My soul belongs to God now.
I have come a long way
And I have made a shade of recuperation
On these high mountains of purity
Kept my soul therein from sweltering sunlight
That it may be refreshed once again
When I take to my knees in the dusk shade.
My soul belongs to God
And my heart thirsts for him.
I hope to discover Him
In these virgin mountains
Where I have pitched my soul
That it may be away from the scorching light.
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