Ten Thousand Miles

Some folks say it’s best to lay those dreams to rest

And let wild hope roam free only in your sleep

But the wings of inspiration keep on beating through the night

Free flight, the breath of life splashing colors ‘cross the dawn

 

Did I walk ten thousand miles today?

Or was that wandering all my dreams?

Did I walk ten thousand miles today?

Lord give me the strength to get on down the road

Won’t you light my way to see this journey home?

 

The ocean foamed on one hand as it kissed the rocky shore

The jungle blocked escape by land as I climbed and crawled along

I watched the sunset in the sea turn water into wine

Then naught but darkness came to pass–the price for such a sight

 

For all its dark and danger that jungle gave its light

As I gathered wood to fuel the flames—sweet vision through the night

But the ocean wonted far too long—the tide came rolling in

To steal that fire—drown deep desire—spread steam upon the wind

 

The waves crashed all about me as I pressed into the rocks

Their roar engulfed eternity; the darkness knew no form

The night crept by so slowly he was late to meet the dawn

The outline of the jungle glowed, so soft the light of morn

 

 

Thomas Hubbard (c. 1990)

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