The Pilgrim's Journey

(Thanks to Brad and Katie for the picture)

Carry your chains
Go on, my friend
Up the mountain
Of hardship and pain
Trek on, my friend
Through the dead valleys
The forests and the rain
I know the burden’s heavy
And the road will not be straight
But continue up the mountain
And I’m sure you’ll find your way

Carry your chains
Walk on, my friend
To the city
Of promise and gold
Press on, my friend
For longer still
Doing as you’re told
I know the world will argue
And at times you will grow faint
But continue to the city
And I’ll meet you at the gate

One Final Visit

Here am I
At the alter of past memories
Ready to confess.
I once worshipped
Faded melodies of distant ghosts;
Grasped sunny days of long ago,
Crumpled photographs,
Echoed words;
And fought to keep
Above the tow of shifting shadows
Yet, I refuse to continue
Chasing an unreal heaven
Gone from view
Thus a match I strike
To light my old obsession
Burning pages of my prayers
Before I walk away