Lonely Tramp

A LONELY tramp of Heaven I go

Along the high watermark of time

Where time itself has ceased to ow

In the silence of the vast Sublime.

The beauty of the earth no longer draws

My spirit to its enchanting fold,

Nor need I for a moment pause

To think whether the light I hold

Within my heart can fade away:

I know that a far greater light

Shall guide my soul with puissant ray

Across the gulf of timeless night.

My feet shall never rest nor tire

Until, my destined journey done,

I stand, led by the inscrutable
re,

Before the seat of the lonely One.

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