Soul Searching

                                 SOUL SEARCHING

When I find out where you live I’ll come and take you home

It was a long journey

Over the mountain too high

The forest too dark

The sea too rough

To an island too hidden

There was a pool too clear

A living mirror too alive

You wouldn’t break the laws of your land

You wouldn’t look

So my hands reach out

My heart aches out

I found where you live

And even how you got there

But I can’t take you home                   

                                                                    WILF 02/2007