I knew for certain there was no land ahead,
no promise from above that we would settle
on firm foundation; I didn't know where home
was located, like an ever-moving point,
my map of life was distorted.
With the gift of traveling I came to breathe
alongside the sun, realizing
the farther the distance, the closer my heart
gets to learning each motion of waves (heartache).
Though I see no evident escape
from sinking in my own demise,
I will be raised up by God's watch
who gives me strength to fight
another journey lost and forsaken.
