Enjoy the Silence

Enjoy the Silence

Over mountains, valleys and streams,

A wave of people still come.

Of their dreams they seek hope,

This way shall recover loss.

Loss of belief,

Loss of desire,

Loss of the strength to go on.

And as they rise and shine,

The silence of the mornings,

Brings them into a tranquil place.

For here, many hearts beat again.

In the quietness of the journey,

Many souls are being saved.

As blisters heal, pains endured,

The challenge now becomes mental.

Can you outlast the nagging doubts,

That boredom shall bring upon?

But as sure as sun rising again,

The spiritual man,

Will enjoy the silence.

‘Walkers of the way of St James’.

Avenues

Avenues

This road is long,

Lined with trees of colour.

Colours to make you weep….

Leading far into the future,

A future of pleasing promises.

Where promises don’t come to nothing….

Broad lanes of discovery,

Leading me into a fiction.

Where everything becomes possible….

Behind only the cul-de-sac,

That shows no route of escape.

To where my spirit is free….

Watch me go now,

Come with me on this journey.

Friends, we can all be free….

What am I doing here ?

What am I doing here ?

As the realisations begin,

Nearly always I hold on to doubt,

About what I am doing here.

The seasons roll on bye,

Ever seeking, always bringing clues,

So why am I no clearer now ?

One might say I’m searching,

And of course it holds a truth,

Yet if so, when will come discovery ?

I’m not about to despair,

Or say I’ve not enjoyed the ride,

I only wish a new comprehension.

And when the journey’s over,

Will I know the wisdom I seek ?

Or will time have fled as well ?