Wanderer

I’ve been here too long…

This desert is nearly home,

See my scorched feet,

See my parched lips,

See the sweat that flows like a river…

over the curve of my weary brow.

I’m not ashamed of this place.

You see I know my oasis is coming

I was created for more than the desert,

For now I’ll happily wander,

Till I reach my bethel

 

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