THE JOURNEY

Flying higher and higher
His soul soared
On dim a path
It was an uncertain road
Grassy and virgin
As it moved
It trembled, praying, beseeching
The extra-ordinaire powers
For their valor to powers
Then it saw an opening
Issuing forth holy light
It realized the place; the kingdom!
Be damned!
For the law was kept not
And the hours were out of stock
Had it known,
The knees would have been bowed
When time was plentiful

Mutie Oscar Ghitto