The Stranger

Be warned when you deal with one that is stranger

There is a perpetual light that can lead you to danger

You may find yourself in the woods holding a dim lamp

The sky may be gray and the leaves may be damp

You will search for him, the stranger has once again ran

To a sound in the distance that he could not withstand  

You’ll find him in the morning, he’ll tell you he could not stay

Life had knocked on the door and asked him to come play

He speaks as he gazes onto something you cannot see

He’ll come back someday, you trust him, for this is his plea

So you return home and wait, hoping what he promised is true

But the stranger is busy moving mountains, just not for you

He doesn’t have time for the confides of fear and a self-inflicted prison

He’ll leave the woods one day, but only when it’s his decision

He’ll still be wild, no walls to breakdown for there is no foundation

Love him when he comes back through all the pain and frustration

For he’ll return w/ lessons from exotic lands and mysterious traditions

He’ll be ready to love madly, because he’s fulfilled his wild mission