Crushing fields

What roads through this life cross, where dreams pass, and wants are tossed…
Between fields humbled in tormenting winds bow, traveling between hopes furrows…
Crushing granites beneath times wheels, listening intently, knowing how it feels…
Pressures mounting, long days counting, journeys completion nears, tears….
Not so much a destination have I found, treading here on hallowed ground…
But the journeys can’t you see, with those quite dear to me…
Those trail, trials and treks, between the mountains in this restless sea in me affects…
No less the miles, than the moments, of hope, hungry sojourners found…
Here a life, caressing times boundaries, we forged in Gods foundries, race from he night…
A journeys never complete,till we find his mercy seat, unjudged by man, guided by holy hands…
Faithful fellow, sister too, this journey begins another, will you share one with the other….
Come, travel now, with the fields before our lord bow…WAM

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