Past poems

Desert Place

As I walk through this desert

I know you are there

I feel your presence

Drawing me closer, holding me nearer

Further and further I walk

Still you are there

Keeping me going and

Brushing me off when I fall down

 As I grow tired and weary

You are there with water and food

You sustain me and we walk on again

Surely this desert must end

What will have changed?

Will I have changed?

Will I see the world in a different way

Will people see more of you in me

 Father let your will be done in this

desert place In your time