The Other side of the Wall
Starlight guides me through the dark
path of my soul.
A lonely hoot owls song, kisses
my ear and tells me I am not alone.
Deep on the trail of sorrow, I plunge
through the bracken of my life.
Digging deeply for the berries of joy
I buried long ago for a night such as this.
In the dark we wander through life
blind on this side of the wall,
but reaching through another hand
softly brushes our cheek and we
shiver and wait for more.