The man begins his arduous journey,
young gentle daylight on his weary eyes
and the crickets hum in his tired ears
while the morning dew of the tall grass dries
he walks miles in the hot afternoon sun.
He has burning skin and blistering feet.
As the trek goes on, he feels himself die.
God's angel, or Satan's demon he'll meet
The journey tests his faith, and makes him cry
wishing he was home, but he still walks on
and reaching his destination, he sits.
recounting the adventures in his den,
he decides to rest early today, for
tomorrow he will walk the path again.