High upon the mountain top
Where the north wind blows cold
Where time remains relevant
And the secret of life remains untold.
A place where the broken soul
Can come to mend, to heal
Where lessons will teach
That you can again feel.
So complex the heart
Searching takes time
And sometimes for what you seek
You may never find.
You've taken from life
It's taken from you
But now you feel so lost
Unsure of what you need to do.
Whether to turn left
Or go to the right
Leave her in the dark
Or wait till first light.
Taking responsibility
Just being human
Realizing there is no blueprint
No master plan.
I feel the coldness of the wind
The snow gently touches my face
I close my eyes
And marvel the emptiness of space.
I need to see tomorrow
To live another day
I want to remain
I want to stay.
For this is my cathedral
This is my church
And as long as there is life
I will continue to search.

(c)2009 T. La Fountain