ONE MORE MILE

I seek your face, my precious Lord,

But hidden seems your face,

And I can’t seem to touch you,

Or your footsteps trace.

How far away you seem tonight,

And abandoned feels my heart.

Why won’t you draw near, Lord,

And repair what’s torn apart?

Where will this journey end,

For I feel so alone,

And I don’t understand…

Why, always, jagged stone?

I sleep, curled, in fetal stance,

And try, so hard, not to awake,

But morning comes with opened eyes,

And one more step I’m forced to take.

Weariness has killed my spirit,

And I find it hard to smile,

But if you’d show your face to me…

I know I’d make it one more mile.