I am a poor wayfaring stranger
While traveling through this world of woe
Yet there’s no sickness, toil or danger
in that bright world to which I go.
I know dark clouds were headin’ around metraditional American Folk Song
I know my way is tough and steep
Yet beautious fields lie just before me
Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep.
but wander too long
you may get lost
and beauteous fields
lie too far beyond
some think the
find redemption now.
yes, the way is
tough and steep
but ever worth the climb.
Pic and a Word Challenge
This week, let’s play the Thesaurus Game with any synonym of the word “Vagabond”, or find something else to inspire you in this photograph of the Panamint Valley, taken from the Father Crowley Outlook in Death Valley National Park, California, United States of America.
The Pic and a Word Challenge is a weekly creativity prompt offered Mondays.
- Add a comment on this post to announce your response
- Apply the tag/hashtag “Pic and a Word Challenge” or “#picandawordchallenge” to your post
Both these poems are rich with insight, in such starkly contrasting ways. Both, beautifully observed.
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