I want but to rest
To turn my back on the world
And its trappings
And its failings
And its wantings

And wrap my arms around this thing
So whole
So true
So warm

And so much greater
Than anything behind me

Ash in the air
From a fire burning
Many miles past the horizon

Falls in my vision
Dust of the world

I can smell the ending

But so too can I sense
The new beginning

Walk with me
In places new
Where we might find
Truths not yet uncovered
By anyone else
Who might walk
There