It’s been a long row ta’ Hoe, Now,
From Ducktown to Longmont
& I pray there’s still More yet to come.
I been pushin’ this Plow over hard, stony Ground
Tryin’ ta plant Y’all some Trees an’ some Flowers
‘n’ I’ve seen many cold Dawns
and strode mostly Alone
While I worshipped the Sun an’ the Snow
‘n’ I’ve carried the Story of All I’ve encountered,
& I’m tryin’ ta make sense of it All.
SomeOne gave me a Mission
I been tryin’ ta be True to
As I Plowed every step of the Way –
Yet, my Guides have been scattered
Wearin’ many Disguises
While I’d listen to what they might Say.
SOME spoke Backwards — Some Frontwards
Some Screamed and then Cursed
First at Me then at That which I Love
But I’ve searched for the Meaning
In Whatall I’ve Encountered
As an oft-Cryptic Sign
Now, Confusions ha’ plagued me
Many Dangers waylaid me
As I ran up this crooked ol’ Trail
I keep getting’ back Up
From th’ Swamp an’ th’ Muck
Prayin’ Someone might Stand for my Bail.
But the Night has been Long
Stifled many a Song
That my Heart has been longing to hear –
‘n’ I try even now, though I still ain’t learned how
to dispel that Ol’ Demon — my FEAR.
And He keeps right on Lurking —
Crushing all of my Working
For Love Beauty Justice
So my Path kep’ on Windin’
To Escape the Confining
Prison Walls which have Stolen my Youth.
& I Run up the Mountain
shout my NAME to the Stars
then return to my hovel a l o n e
Knowing NOTHING is Promised
but to DO What I Came For
and to Stand up an’ Sing You
Strider © 1/17/2008