Why do you hate yourself for doubting him? He is not a straining rope that tightly binds Nor a jailor who would never set you free But one who longs to care for those he finds Neglected, cast aside, fellow creatures of all kinds, Drifting, rootless on a rocky unforgiving shore Unseeing and unseen behind neglectful blinds Denied all access to life’s boundless treasure store Possessing nothing and never wanting more. In the search for the map that offers meaning, For a truth that all but few regard as lore, There are some who see the search as worthless and demeaning. Instead, I implore you, shake off this imagined tether, In trust, join him and may you journey forth together.
