The Journey Poem by Kevin Patrick Brown

Time is our ally in a race of faith,
where the pursuit enflames the spirit
and enlivens the senses, till we
can no longer bear the wait.

Confusion is our enemy always,
to be found waiting for us to
tread the lonely dark places
and seduce us with stolen knowledge.

Love is our mother of ages
who clasps us to her wise breast
and shows us a path we fear
to tread again lest we stumble.

Trust is the abyss we dropp into,
our hearts fearful with the
weakness of our vision of time
yet ever beating with hope.

Life is time's willing slave and we,
are chains surrounding the soul,
thrashing against the constriction
of the minds twisting, sad logic.

Truth is the journey we live
in defiance of the darkness
of those who know emptiness
but tell us everything, yet nothing.