Don't Ask


Don't Ask

Don't ask me where I've been
What path has brought me here
I've traveled a twisted labyrinth
Of dark and pain and fear.
These feet have trodden many miles
Through ashes of the past
Through winds and rains and story nights
Neath skies so overcast
These feet have felt the stony path
They have stumbled on the way
Been bruised and battered, but journeyed on
To seek a better day.
This heart has known so little love
The pain went to the core.
While parched and pleading lips cried out
"Dear God, I need much more."
Don't ask me where I'm at
As I stand in front of you
I'm halted at the crossroads
Not knowing what to do.
Do I go forward towards the light
Unfettered by things gone by
Or carry with me a heavy load
Do I walk, do I run, or do I fly.
Can I be wise and brave enough
To leave hurtful feelings behind
Let go of deep dark sorrows
And free my tortured mind.
Can I trust myself sufficiently
To soothe my inner child
Step boldly out into night
Live, laugh love...go wild
Can I find peace and serenity
Within this heart of mine
Spend quiet hours on my own
And mellow, like fine red wine.
So, don't ask me where I'm going
The road is not yet clear
And I have not figured out
How one gets to there from here.
Don't ask me where I'm going
What future beckons me
I only know I'm going
I pray I'm going FREE!

D.W. Rickard 2001