Walking with your word in my heart, I decided not to stop. I walked past the familiar faces and places, once held dear. Looking now with different eyes, I seen; pain pouring out of every stereo, confusion in the young, and bitterness in old age. I walked on praying, "Lord let me know you, let me find you at last!" I walked past the ceasless day by its unnatural light, down the man paved roads to a young and starlit night. I followed till the noise of nature, replaced, drowned out man's clutter. Straight faced and solemn I continued on, Your highest praises I did utter. "This time I will not return, this life will not know me, but you!" The birds of the field are fed and each day Your mercies are new. Why should I ever worry knowing the lillies lot. What pain or fear could grab me knowing Your will is sought. But the night grew thick and my feet grew heavy, hunger stabbed with effective knives. Still a man, hopelessly caught by need that seems to plauge our aestetic lives. I lay down beside the road to rest my weary head. Hunger, fear, and wants, replace my sleep instead. Falling, turning back, chastised by the cold air, the fragility of my frame and weakness of my flesh, I seek, but no longer Thee. Frivolous is this faith when what's free is conditionally and foolishly composed by me. I fly fast now, my selfish wings unfurled to the night sky, seek safety, O' World is it you, who by indulgence can set me free? I fly to my perch in the same unnatural light. Outside remains still, the dark and cold of night. The familiar faces and places remain yet to greet me. The same pain, confusion, and bitterness, I still with different eyes, must see. Prayer prayed not forgotten, fell on Your listening ears. I then shut off the painfilled music, spoke wisdom to the young, and cried for peace to those advanced in years.